Текст песни Костя Егоров - Мой котэ-н-ролл

And one who was a kitten only will be a cat,
My rock and roll is when the shower cat is sensitive
Not new, but again, in meowing simple
The road to my house and for the cats is not a joke ...

Speed ​​milk like rain
And where you are not waiting for cats.
Night winds will bring you a cat.
On our faces without answering
Only only the reflections of dawn
Where you are not waiting for cats ...

And then it is the main thing like a cat
In a long way, I crimped under the sunny caress ...
And I will lie with a layer, I will give you a tail,
Saying goodbye to you, as if with a sausage ...

Speed ​​milk like rain
And where you are not waiting for a cat.
Night winds will bring you a cat.
On our faces without answering
Only only the reflections of dawn
Where you are not waiting for a cat ...

And the one who was a kitten only turns out to be a cat,
My rock and roll is when the shower cat is sensitive
Not new, but again, in meowing simple
The road to my house and for the cats is not a joke ..