OLGAR PULLOFFSKI
(The beautiful spy)
 
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The scene is a military ball-room
The gallant and fair are the dancers
But who's the brunette with eyes black as jet
Fascinates all the guards and the lancers

Chorus: Olgar Pulloffski the beautiful spy
The gay continental rapscallion
Some say she's Russian, some say she's French
But her accent is gin and Italian
Shame on you, shame on you, oh fie, fie
Olgar Pulloffski the beautiful spy.


She waltzes around with the General
And while on the floor they go whirling
She robs the old sport of the plans of the fort
And sells them for ten million sterling.

Chorus: Olgar Pulloffski the beautiful spy
Will soon make him know what disgrace is
She'll leave him with only his top boots and spurs
And his pair of red, white and blue braces
Shame on you, shame on you, oh fie, fie
Olgar Pulloffski the beautiful spy.


The scene is a young soldiers's wedding
The church is St Margarets, Westminster
The bride drops her eyes as an old Colonel cries
'I forbid the banns, she is no spinster.'

Chorus: 'Olgar Pulloffski the beautiful spy
I married her out in Calcutta
She pinched my dispatches and wrote her farewell
In extremely bad taste on the shutter
Shame on you, shame on you, oh fie, fie
Olgar Pulloffski the beautiful spy.'


No wonder that England's in danger
Disguised as Lady Godiva
She'd sell to some buyer our glorious Empire
And the Hippodrome too for a fiver.

Chorus: Olgar Pulloffski the beautiful spy
Has evil designs upon Malta
And in Suez that girl means to dam the canal
And she'll blast all the rocks in Gibraltar
Shame on you, shame on you, oh fie, fie
Olgar Pulloffski the beautiful spy.


The secrets of our Tower of London
She sold to some great foreign power
'Twas not Ann Bolyn who at midnight was seen
Walking around in the old bloody tower.

Chorus: Olgar Pulloffski the beautiful spy
The beefeater she bribed with kisses
Would have willingly given her all the Crown jewels
But he'd lent 'em that night to the missis
Shame on you, shame on you, oh fie, fie
Olgar Pulloffski the beautiful spy.


At last she was caught and court-martialled
The Colonel said, 'We hate to hurt you
Of course it's all rot, but you've got to be shot'
And she powdered her nose and said, 'Gert you'

Chorus: Olgar Pulloffski the beautiful spy
The firing squad tenderly kissed her
Then the Captain said, 'Fire' and the smoke cleared away
And they all hollered, 'Hooray, we've missed her.
She is too young and fair to die.
Olgar Pulloffski the beautiful spy.'
 
 
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