Boney M. – Rasputin (Ukulele)

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There lived a certain man, in Russia long ago

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He was big and strong,  in his eyes a flaming glow

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Most people looked at him with terror and with fear

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But to Moscow chicks he was such a lovely dear

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He could preach the Bible like a preacher

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Full of ecstasy and fire

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But he also was the kind of teacher

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Women would desire

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Ra, ra, Rasputin

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Lover of the Russian Queen

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There was a cat that really was gone

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Ra, ra, Rasputin

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Russia's greatest love machine

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It was a shame how he carried on

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He ruled the Russian land and never mind the Tsar

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But the kazachok he danced really wunderbar

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In all affairs of state he was the man to please

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But he was real great when he had a girl to squeeze

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For the Queen he was no wheeler dealer

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Though she'd heard the things he'd done

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She believed he was a holy healer

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Who would heal her son

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Ra, ra, Rasputin

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Lover of the Russian Queen

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There was a cat that really was gone

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Ra, ra, Rasputin

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Russia's greatest love machine

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It was a shame how he carried on

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But when his drinking, and lusting

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And his hunger for power

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Became known to more and more people

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The demands to do something

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About this outrageous man

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Became louder and louder

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"This man's just got to go!" declared his enemies

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But the ladies begged "Don't you try to do it, please"

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No doubt this Rasputin had lots of hidden charms

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Though he was a brute they just fell into his arms

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Then one night some men of higher standing

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Set a trap, they're not to blame

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"Come to visit us" they kept demanding

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And he really came

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Ra, ra, Rasputin

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Lover of the Russian Queen

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They put some poison into his wine

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Ra, ra, Rasputin

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Russia's greatest love machine

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He drank it all and he said "I feel fine"

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Ra, ra, Rasputin

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Lover of the Russian Queen

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They didn't quit, they wanted his head

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Ra, ra, Rasputin

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Russia's greatest love machine

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And so they shot him till he was dead