Olga Pulloffski.

Seq - Dr. J.Pitt-Payne. Kar - Bunty Pritchard Jones. Aug 2000.

The scene is a Military Ballroom,
The gallant and fair are the dancers.

But who's the brunette who with eyes black as jet,
Fascinates all the Guards and the Lancers?

Olga Pulloffski, the beautiful spy!
The gay continental rapscallion!

Some say that she's Russian
and some say she's French,
But her accent is Gin and Italian.

Shame on you! Shame on you! Oh fie fie!
Olga Pulloffski, you beautiful spy!

She waltzes around with the Gen'ral,
And while on the floor they go whirling.

She robs the old sport of the plans of The Fort
And she'll sell them for ten million sterling.

Olga 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!
Olga Pulloffski, you beautiful spy!

The scene is a young soldier's wedding;
The church is St. Marg'rets, Westminster.

The Bride drops her eyes for an old Colonel cries,
"I forbid the banns, she is no spinster!"

She's Olga Pulloffski, the beautiful spy,
I married her out in Calcutta.

She pinched my despatches and wrote her farewell,
In extremely bad taste on the shutter.

Shame on you! Shame on you! Oh fie fie!
Olga Pulloffski, you beautiful spy!

No wonder England's in danger!
Disguised as Lady Godiva,

She'll sell to some buyer our glorious Empire,
And the Hippodrome too for a fiver!

Olga Pulloffski, the beautiful spy,
Has evil designs upon Malta.

And in Suez that gel means to dam the Canal,
And she'll blast all the rocks in Gibraltar!

Shame on you! Shame on you! Oh fie fie!
Olga Pulloffski, you beautiful spy!

The secrets of our Tower of London,
She sold to some great foreign power.

'Twas no Ann Boleyn who at midnight was seen
Walking round in the Old Bloody Tower, 'Twas

Olga Pulloffski, the beautiful spy,
The Beefeater she bribed with kisses,

Would have willingly given her all the Crown Jewels,
But he'd lent them that night to the Missus.

Shame on you! Shame on you! Oh fie fie!
Olga Pulloffski, you beautiful spy!

To find out the plans of our Navy,
She vamped a young middy at Chatham;

Bought him ice galore and cream buns by the score;
They were doped and as soon as he ate 'em.

Olga Pulloffski, the beautiful spy,
said, pulling out her golden pistol,

"What's the latest you know?"
He blushed back and said "Oh,
Er, there was a young lady of Bristol.."

Shame on you! Shame on you! Oh fie fie!
Olga Pulloffski, you 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."

Olga Pulloffski, the beautiful spy,
The Firing Squad tenderly kissed her,

The Captain said "Fire" and the smoke cleared away
And they hollered "Hooray we've missed her!"

She is too young and too fair to die,
Olga Pulloffski, the beautiful spy!!

Soft karaoke
Words
lyric
treble
bass
Olga Pulloffski
The (Beautiful Spy)
Harris Weston - Music
R. P. Weston and Bert Lee - Words
Here is one of many songs sung by
The Weston Brothers
MIDI
Doug Grierson - Research
Sequenced by Dr. James Pitt-Payne in London UK
Karaoke by
Bunty Pritchard Jones
Olga Pulloffski (The Beautiful Spy) 1935 seq Dr. Pitt-Payne in London UK 14 August 2000

Olga Pulloffski 1935 The Weston Brothers and Bert Lee