Текст песни Борщ Баян - Летняя практика

(Image: Schetilin AI, music, singing: Pozdnyakov SN)

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1) Every day in the morning in eight
    We have to drag the instruments in the sweat of their brow,
    Under the scorching sun Lazimov in the morning!
    Who needs this garbage?

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    The practice of summer come to us,
    How did we become tired of it!
    For two weeks, we measure our,
    And if you do not have time, we get the pussy!
      
2) On the morning of the tripod I come,
    Shouting at Sanka Jam, friends!
    That rail is not able to keep it,
    That whining like a girl - says sweats!

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3) A Stasik that? Goat and a freak!
    Music plays - fucked it all in his mouth,
    He holds the rail, it is reeling,
    And who can be against - are sent to dick!

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