Communist Love Song

The bell was ringing - it was dark
The park was closing, still she held onto my arm
She was a peasant girl, a pleasant girl and yes
She drove a tractor on a farm

And as the summer night began
And as the trolly sparked that ran on silver tracks
In circles round and round the park
She held my hand, Manhattan hand, and whispered low her five year plan
Then we depart

Oh Moscow memories you haunt me still
Communist memories erode my will

The park was closed, the gate looked shut
We walked the streets, the massive empty streets alone
And after walking all the night I took her home, I kissed her once, we said goodbye
She had no phone

And now, so many years have passed
And here I sit on Wall Street and recall
That in my younger days I kissed a communist
A red haired Russian lass

Oh Moscow melodies you haunt me still
Marxist memories destroy my will

Now the government has asked me please to sign my name to papers
Just to siphon off a little of my cash
To fight a war, support a whore, oppose a park, or build an ark in space (Hey!)
Or buy the President some hash

And I can't do it, I just can't do it
For I remember, remember still
Those Moscow memories, sweet Soviet melodies
Those Commie kisses destroyed my will
Sweet whispered wishes, those Russian witches
Those red hot kisses destroyed my will