remember me as a crazy russian
downing shots
laughing too loudly
wearing grandma's dresses,
loving my cats more than anyone in the world
remember me as a crazy crazy
woman who said we won the war
i cannot be just a pretty daisy
i shout when i close the door
remember me as an exaggerated
horse that wanted to lose the race
the woman behaving herself like a gypsy
cooking the dishes you've never praised
yes, i was wild but i was honest
as i can never lie to my heart.
i'll remember you as my first man
after the women i desperately loved
crazy russian
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