At the station bar, haggard Igor's wasted
He barely stops drinking
Because his Katia, his pretty Katia
That grand duke with his tricks
His schemes, his White-Russian ruses
dead drunk at the counter
A White Russian who's black
What a weird twist, they laugh
the bawdy revelers in the bar
because Igor's still asleep there
A marvel, a vermilion alarm clock
pours advice into him
You're cuckolded, what're you waiting for
Get wasted, you're cuckolded
Just gotta, just gotta get smashed
and leave your neighborhood
Take off your cap and swap
that they've picked at so much
and quit your neighborhood
were teasing a naughty cocker
cackled and chattered and criticized
a whole heap of platform tickets
In the morning what a wake-up
Damn, what an alarm clock
cries the White Russian in fear
That's one heck of a ring