Текст песни алена швец - В Кабинете У Директора

You are my first of September
You strongly smelling with alcohol
Forgot marker
And how many did not try
Divide teachers
We all sat at one desk
Mom will say: "So impossible"
For her we are only friends
And all the back all say
That you are so bad
Very bad on me
And hands smell like tobacco
But better for me nothing warms
Black glitter your nails
I fall in love with all the strongest

In the office at the director
I have known you all
Once all teachers scream
Tomorrow we will probably exclude
In the office at the director
I have known you all
Tomorrow will post on the Internet
Mom handy hello

And on the excursions we will run
And we will walk around the empty forest
And I just obsessed you
You are my pale soft-grunge princess
I'll write blood to you
Compliment on the mirror
I remember the heat from your hair
And on one shoulder weak
Big briefcase, rose oha
After all, you are not a girl, you are art
Flame shone gym
All they will answer us

In the office at the director
I have known you all
Once all teachers scream
Tomorrow we will probably exclude
In the office at the director
I have known you all
Tomorrow will post on the Internet
Mom handy hello

Hey
Hey
Hey

Once all teachers scream
Tomorrow we will probably exclude