Disco-Net, Vodka-Da

I was flying in my Soyuz One
When you Americans shot me down,
I was put into prison, and here I am -
Thinking of my Russian town.

I just got a little radio,
Now I listen to the late night show -
But I don't like the music,
It's much too loud -
All I hear is stupid disco!

Women and vodka -
Is what we like in Russia,
Dancing and singing
And playing balalaika,
Women and vodka -
Is what we want to have!
Disco njet! Disco njet!
Russians early go to bed!
Vodka da! Vodka da!
Mwa-ha-ha-ha-ha!

Now I'm trying to get out of jail,
Cause that music makes me sick and pale,
And when I'll get home -
I'll write you a song,
I'll send you the record by mail:

Women and vodka -
Is what we like in Russia,
Dancing and singing
And playing balalaika,
Women and vodka -
Is what we want to have!
Disco njet! Disco njet!
Russians early go to bed!
Vodka da! Vodka da!
Mwa-ha-ha-ha-ha!