I'm no Russian Not even Prussian Doorman at the yacht club Was my one claim to fame Some say I'm nervy Hell, I'm from Jersey This chasin' money Can do things to your brain How does a shore boy like me Wind up out on the Black Sea Dropped out of Harvard Then joined the Coast Guard Manned a faithful 50 On a boat in Gitmo Did my duty But missed the booty I heard that St. Barth Was the place I should go How could a coastie like me Sail off into infamy I couldn't surf or sing or play the guitar All I ever did was steal an oligarch's car My million dollar joy ride was not the perfect crime And those bad boys from Little Odessa Don't believe in wasting time A Lamborghini Elemento Ain't your average island car "Park it close" the driver told me Sounding like some kind of czar With a bucket of Cristal And devil weed inside I thought it would be crazy Not to take a ride Flying through Gustavia Passing Mini Mokes Gendarmes at the roundabout Didn't get the joke Speeding down the hill Like a Dassault Mirage Parked it on the runway And headed for la plage Bar on fire Din of desire Dancing on a table She was waving me in Her name was Kira She knew no fear-a Then introduced me to her vampirish friends I'd never seen such a girl