Текст песни Елена Головко - Омлет из говнеца

I sit on the toilet, Cal climbs with me,
The feeling like this - the anal is torn.
It seems that I wanted something, and what - I do not remember ...
I will now go and cook ... and cook

Omelet from the govneza, aaa-aa,
And maybe the cake from the govnez.
And maybe I grind shit ...
I have not done so much for a long time, long ago ...

I sit on the toilet, a loved one,
He looks in the toilet with a detached look.
In the morning I also gotten, he waited in bed,
I posted, we ate and wanted ..... and wanted

Omelet from the govneza, aaa-aa,
And maybe the cake from the govnez.
And maybe I grind shit ...
I have not done so much for a long time, long ago ...