Текст песни Spitfire - Продажная любовь

Evening late came again
I can not sleep alone
There is money to change this trouble
And again to the station I will go now

Without anal it is nonsense
Pornography I say - yes
I'll tell her how I want and how I love
And gently wailing her hoove hands

Not passed and twenty minutes
It all ended, and there is no money there nor here
Here again had a sales love
And scream despair Blood Blood

No money on the road
On the avenue is cold, damp, seats rain
How much it can continue
Here again I cheered up the saleswoman of love

Young people, do not interest girls?
Very interested
Do you need a room, young people?
And the room is very necessary
Prices we have cheap - fifty-hundred
We know, know
And where will you from?
And we are from Moscow
And what do girls do you know?
All except anal
Why without anal?
Because with anal is much more expensive
And how much is more expensive?
Mumped twice
Again with anal more
Why so huyevo, fucking?