Lazy days under palms of pleasure

She can feel the weight of a margarita

And a, another wave

Another taste of my false manna

I hesitate as I hear the order

And I take my place in this

Twisted arrangement

And I fall into grace

On the floor of Russian forest

Oh, my tidy sum

Oh, my tidy sum

Many miles away

From the cherry plum

Oh, my tidy sum

Oh, my tidy sum

Many miles away

From the cherry plum

Lazy days as she gives the order

As she feels the weight of this

Twisted arrangement

And a, another wave

On the floor of the Russian forest

She hesitates under palms of pleasure

And I take my place at my margarita

And I fall into grace

One more taste of my false manna

Oh, my tidy sum

Oh, my tidy sum

Many miles away

From the cherry plum

Oh, my tidy sum

Oh, my tidy sum

Many miles away

From the cherry plum