Helen Fry
She's a master of disguise
6' 2"
Hair of blonde, eyes of blue
She seems to think
That the devil's dressed in pink
But I can gracefully agree
Stormy Russian, stay a while with me
Houston Doll
There's a Russian in your car
I can't be sure
I think I've seen that Russian man before
He seems to believe
That love is all you need
How could I ever take his place?
Stormy Russian, won't you look me in the face?
Aunt Louise
There's a doctor in the trees
A stethoscope
Brittle as a hangman's rope
He seems to know
Something I don't know
Concerning my lover's whereabouts
Stormy doctor, everybody has their doubts
Helen Fry
She's a master of disguise