Every time I get you to myself You're goin' on about somebody else Please don't keep comparing me to him 'Cause that's some tough competition Oh yeah, that's tight He changed your life Showed you the light He opened your eyes And every night I roll over and sigh Oh well, that's nice Too bad he's not here tonight Dostoevsky Oh, Dostoevsky My heart's on fire She just wanna talk about Dostoevsky I even changed the bedsheets I'd love you if you'd let me But all damn night She just wanna talk about Dostoevsky All these Russian writers I don't even know Oh, Dostoevsky, tell me Why won't she let you go? Every time I look into your eyes I see a cold Siberian sky I'm working really hard to get to know ya Yeah he's alright but how's he gonna hold ya That's right He changed your life Showed you the light He opened your eyes And every night I roll over and sigh
Every time I get you to myself
You're goin' on about somebody else
Please don't keep comparing me to him
'Cause that's some tough competition
Oh yeah, that's tight
He changed your life
Showed you the light
He opened your eyes
And every night
I roll over and sigh
Oh well, that's nice
Too bad he's not here tonight
Dostoevsky
Oh, Dostoevsky
My heart's on fire
She just wanna talk about Dostoevsky
I even changed the bedsheets
I'd love you if you'd let me
But all damn night
All these Russian writers I don't even know
Oh, Dostoevsky, tell me
Why won't she let you go?
Every time I look into your eyes
I see a cold Siberian sky
I'm working really hard to get to know ya
Yeah he's alright but how's he gonna hold ya
That's right
Oh well, that's nice Too bad he's not alive Dostoevsky Oh, Dostoevsky My heart's on fire She just wanna talk about Dostoevsky I even changed the bedsheets I'd love you if you'd let me But all damn night She just wanna talk about Dostoevsky All these Russian writers I don't even know Oh, Dostoevsky, tell me Why won't she let you go? These literary giants, she puts me right beside 'em And I'm tryna decide if they're laughin' or they're cryin' Dostoevsky Oh, Dostoevsky My heart's on fire She just wanna talk about Dostoevsky I even changed the bedsheets I'd love you if you'd let me But all damn night She just wanna talk about Dostoevsky All these Russian writers I don't even know Oh, Dostoevsky, tell me Why won't she let you go?
Too bad he's not alive
These literary giants, she puts me right beside 'em
And I'm tryna decide if they're laughin' or they're cryin'
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