I am just a simple Russian girl, I've got vodka in my blood, So I dance with brown bears, And my soul is torn apart... It gives me pleasure when, after our frank conversations, we turn to actions, my body is covered in goosebumps, and I cannot resist the temptation to slap myself... Why do you need words when you can see... Also be polite with me and my guests in this room, show who is a good boy...