Babushka-Yai Ya

He got one eye sealed over From the corner of a sovereign ring He was dancing on the table when the bouncer took his swing And the jukebox went Babushka-Yai Ya He was drinking down that Stolichnaya Rabbiting like a gun in a tower It comes in waves in a tsunami Living a life on the culls of danger Did you go home with a complete stranger? Chopping out lies in the back of a manger Who gave who French vonvello In the back of the car down by the sea And the jukebox went Babushka-Yai Ya He was drinking down that Stolichnaya Your father sung in the mother tongue Babushka, Babushka, Babushka-Yai Ya Looking for our hands like castenetas Sitting in a circle like Geneva With the Berlin Wall falling in her head On the Mexican day of the dead Say a loyal hound never leaves his master's grave Stay with him if he falls underneath this wave When the jukebox went Babushka-Yai Ya He was drinking down that Stolichnaya She sees a cross at the window On the Mexican day of the dead