St. Petersburg is gloomy
St. Petersburg is bleak

My underwear got frozen standing here all week
Oh, since the revolution our lives have been so gray
Thank goodness for the gossip that gets us through the day
Hey!

Have you heard
There’s a rumor in St. Petersburg?
Have you heard
What they’re saying on the street?
Although the Czar did not survive
One daughter may be still alive
The Princess Anastasia!

But please do not repeat!

It’s a rumor,
A legend,
A mystery!
Something whispered in an alleyway
Or through a crakc!
It’s a rumour
That’s part of our history.

They say her royal grand mama
Wil pay a royal sum

To someone who can bring the princess back
A ruble for this painting!
It’s Romanov, I swear!

Count Yusopov’s pajamas
Comrade, buy the pair
I got this from the palace
It’s lined with real fur!

It could be worth a fortune
If it belonged to her!
It’s the rumor,
The legend,
The mystery!
It’s the Princess Anastasia who will help us fly
You and I friend
Will go down
In history!
We’ll find a girl to play the part and teach her what to say
Dress her up and take her to Paree!
Imagine the reward her dear old Grandmama will pay
Who else could pull it off but you and me?
We’ll be rich

We’ll be rich
We’ll be out
We’ll be out

And St. Petersburg will have some more to talk about

SSH!
Have you heard
There’s a rumor in St. Petersburg?
Have you heard
What they’re saying on the street?
Hey!
Hey!
Hey!
Have you heard
There’s a rumor in St. Petersburg
Have you heard

Comrade, what do you suppose?
A fascinating mystery
The biggest con in history