Nikita Lyrics

Forgive me for butting in
But I couldn't help overhearing
So sad to see our new man in such distress
I don't think you know me, I'm Nikita Khrushchev
Of course I would help if I could
Haven't I already returned his spies
The ones who so mysteriously dropped from the skies
And I will tell you one thing not widely known
He's got problems much closer to home