Текст песни Spice Mutated Corpse - Таксист с полотенцем

Pull the pants higher
To them it was clear
And Nakin blanket
To be stylish again
I'll call a taxi driver Vasya
That drove me to the boutiques

Have washi koechto
It gently and contact
It's just a towel
She loves much he

Ass them, he gently rub
Ass clean and fresh
As echinoid Hole
Towel it erases
He helps weasel

He gave me a towel
Trawl I dearly your anal
But Vasya my heart
As pizdenochku licked.

Bob is kind and broad-shouldered
And similar to mazahistov
I gave him flowers
He beat himself on the pope.

He takes great ildak
And he puts his perdak
That burned towel
And now is not sex