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There was a certain man, in Russia long ago He was big and strong, in his eyes of flaming gold One day to look at him, with terror and defeat But amongst those cheeks, he was such a lovely dear He could preach the Bible like a preacher To a lot of ecstasy and fire But we all know what the kind of teacher The men who still desire Raw, raw, Raspardine, lover of the Russian queen There was a cat that really walked on Raw, raw, Raspardine, Russia's greatest love machine It was a shame how he carried on But one is drinking, and lusting, and his hunger for power Became known to more and more people