Текст песни Ева - Вахтёрам

you do not like smoke? To hell with him,
he kills words .. all around the head.
already the rumor spreads from house to house,
between us chi-wa-wa.
what to say to you? lost the thread ..
be at a stop and sleep at home
We can not be measured by eye, and now
why do we push on the brake, not gas?
the eternal question why but for some reason,
I'm a little crazy, you do not own,
and the night in the Crimea is now who?
If I met then, tell him ..
your squeaky voice like an electric shock,
I buhoy without wine - your fault ..
Now the country learns to dusk,
donesut them all on fm waves ..

I remember the white wallpaper, black crockery
We were in two Khrushchev, who we are and where? from where?
Slide the curtain, kofeёk, buns get cool
Explain that now we, Doorman,
why I'm on it so moved?