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Text: Leningrad Cowboys. Nadja.

She took off in the middle of the night
I heard her slam the door
Nadja had left me again
My balalaika was nowhere in sight
So I can't play anymore
I gambled with my heart
And she tore it apart.
I want Nadja here
Can't seem to find her anywhere
Looking all around
On and under ground
I will play my song
As soon as Nadja comes back home
I've been through every bar
From Romeo to Zanzibar
Empty rooms, empty beds

Empty streets and an empty head
I'm going crazy again
I've hit rock bottom
An all time low
I'm down and out in ol'Mexica
I'm so alone now
But I'll ramble on
I want Nadja here
Can't seem to find her anywhere
Looking all around
On and under ground
I will play my song