Not much of a dancer
Never had much sense
Conservative by nature
Labour by experience
Now my altitude's bad
But my attitude is even worse
There's a doll with a rose
On the nose of my plane
But it's your voice in the night that's keeping me sane
I'm plunging to earth and
I know I'm not worth it
But say if I was the marrying kind...
I could fall for a Russian girl who sounded like you
Never met the right one
Well, not including you
If you could call this meeting
Look old girl...
What the devil can we do?
I'm a good looking guy
With a great face for the radio...
There's a doll with a rose
On the nose of my plane
But it's your voice in the night that's keeping me sane
I'm plunging to earth and
I know I'm not worth it
But say if I was the marrying kind...
I could fall for a Russian girl who sounded like you
I'm falling
I'm falling
I'm falling to earth
I'm falling
I'm falling
I'm falling in love
With yooooouuuuuuuuuu