Tokyo Ice Til Clementine [English translation]

I've got information, I hope you're sitting down

Take a drag of my cigarette and breath in

I know you, you're not hard to ask

And you know me, with and without clothes

I solve my conflicts with my "bang-bang"

All things that come between my wine and my song

Just like the Russians, I've always got something going

And my seniority supersedes yours

One little touch from my magic finger

You lie cold in your coffin when the bells ring

Angeles sing "dim-di-dam, dim-di-di" behind a cloud

I hear voices in my head say "shoot! shoot! shoot!"

Two Tokyo Ice and one Bacardi Rum

You should never have come here and laid your hand on my Clementine

Touch from my magic finger

Lying in the coffin when the bells ring

Two Tokyo Ice and one Bacardi

You should never have laid your hand on my Clementine

Oh Meyer, pour a Toyko Ice for Clementine

Touch from my magic finger

Lying in the coffin when the bells ring

Two Tokyo Ice and one Bacardi

You should never have laid your hand on my Clementine