Comrade Olga by Mike Harding

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Comrade Olga
By: Mike Harding

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Duration:	19:41
Release Date:	1981 (Grez)
Lyrics By:	Mike Harding (Grez)
Music By:	Mike Harding (Grez)
Produced By:	Mike Harding (Grez)
Released By:	Moonraker Music Ltd/EMI Music Publ. Ltd (Grez)
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Very English humour: full of silly suggestive-sounding words that imply double entendres. A "Carry-On" film in song.	- Grez

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Comrade Olga can be volga when she wants to be
This pretty miss kissed Ivan Ivanovicz in the tractor factory
She put her hands inside his bolsheviks
And tickled Ivan's balalaikas

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Comrade Olga get your trotskies off
Down with the bourgeoisee. Oi!Oi! Oi!
Comrade Olga get your trotskies off
Olga be volga with me. Oi! Oi!

Now comrade Olga, she was married to Boris Pisdov
He was not happy that his Olga liked to trotsky off
And since Boris had muscles in his Urals
Ivan Ivanovicz kept his balalaikas to himself

Now comrade Olga said to Ivan, “My Boris works nights.
Do you not thinksky that a drinksky at my flatsky would be nice?
It's not risky I've some whisky and some ice.
So my chucksky let's get drunksy tonight.”

So comrade Olga and Ivan Ivanovicz they got drunksky as newtskies
She offsky threwsky all her clotheskies and her sockskies and bootskies
And as the moonlight flitted across her minerettes
The fluff all blew off Ivan's balalaikas

Justsky thensky there came a knocksky at the front doorbellsky
Ivan a-tremblin' in his Kremlins whispered “Chuffin' hellsky”
As through the door Boris he came kickingovicz
Under the bedski Ivanovicz did go

Now when Boris saw his Olga in the nudesky stood
He threw offsky all his clotheskies as fast he could
And across onto the bedsky they did goesky
While underneath lay Ivan Ivanovicz with his head stuck in the po-sky

So comrade Ivan had his nosesky stuck in the springskies
And every bumpsky of the bedsky made the po-sky ringsky
And as the bedsky got fastersky and fastersky
It sounded like the Moscow fire alarmsky

There's a redsky under the bedsky Boris loudly cried
“I am Pisdov!” “I don't like it either” Ivanovicz replied
But justsky thensky insky came the Moscow fire brigadesky
And they soaked everybody with their hosesky pipeskies.

To the salt mines Boris and Ivan were sentencedovicz
14 yearsky for a false alarmsky, what a son of a b***h
But comrade Olga she does not give a Vladi Vostock
For every nightsky, she rattles the po-sky
And to her flat the fire brigadesky gosky
And she blows the fluff off all their balalaikas.

(Grez)

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