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Helen Fry - The Felice Brothers
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Helen Fry - The Felice Brothers
[Verse 1]
Helen Fry, she's a master of disguise
Six foot two, hair of blonde, eyes of blue
She, she seems to think, that the devil's dressed in pink
But I can't gracefully agree
Oh, stormy Russian, stay a while with me
[Verse 2]
Houston Doll, there's a Russian in in your car
I can't be sure, I think I seen that Russian man before
Oh he, he seems to believe, that love is all you need
How could I ever take his place?
Oh, stormy Russian, won't you look me in the face?
[Verse 3]
Aunt Louise, there's a doctor in the trees
A stethoscope, bitter lies the hangman's rope
Oh he, he seems to know, something I don't know
Concerning my lover's whereabouts
Oh, stormy doctor, everybody has their doubts
[Hook]
Helen Fry, she's a master of disguise
Helen Fry, she's a master of disguise
AAAAh, Helen Fry, she's a master of disguise
AAAAh, Helen Fry, she's a master of disguise
Helen Fry, she's a master of disguise
Helen Fry, she's a master of disguise
Helen Fry, she's a master of disguise
Helen Fry, she's a master of disguise
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