Текст песни Дойчев Илья - Девочка в платье из ситца

The girl in a dress from a chintz
Every night I feel blue.
Your mom won't let me
Will marry you. \ 2 times

I know what your mom is for.
He hates me so much.
On TV every day \
She sees me in jazz. \ 2 times

Losing
  
Your mother tells me:
"Aren't you ashamed?
Your whole orchestra sits below \
You can only be seen. \ 2 times

I wish you were a better locksmith
Or some kind of welder
Well, as a last resort, a policeman. \
But not the drummer. \ 2 times

Losing
   
You tell your mom:
I will do whatever you want.
I will sell drums, I will buy a double bass. \
Only love me! "\ 2 times

The girl in a dress from a chintz
I don’t dream at night anymore.
Your mom allowed me to
And I got sick of getting married. \ 2 times

Losing
 
Your mother allowed me
And I got sick of getting married!