Helen Fry

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