Текст песни Фитяра - Сладкие 20

I find by feel your lips on the stairs of the club
bite rude, we cool
We wish each other
after rain and drunk morning
my torn jacket
on my knees looking for pills to no kids after 9 (months)
this is so stupid
we hung out on the balcony,
and my fingers are dancing in her panties disco
with me for two smokes one Winston minister's daughter
we had yesterday were close, so sincerely
She loves it when I quickly
The Simpsons on TV.
baby should be at the clouds. This pussy needs 2 grams Whiskas (white)
bottle of whiskey and pills acid

and in her sweet 20
she needs to grieve with me
her drunken dancing
Dazed and trembling fingers
to remain forever young