Текст песни Чайф - на трамвайной калбасе

U-U-y (caressed the man in the bath - no)
U-U-y (stole a duck bad partisans - almost that)
I have a friend,
He is the same as everyone
Only loves to ride
On the tram sausage.
I do not beat him,
I do not king him,
I am him like myself,
Well, in general, I love him.
He is on his mind,
Although it seems simple,
He is in pork work
Not a pig.
He pours a glass
He shouts: "E-gay!",
Tears on flower bed
And on a date with her.

On the tram, on the tram, on the tram sausage ...

Always give me it as an example
And they say that it is almost an engineer,
Home comes early and does not drink wine
And they say, terribly happy wife,
Does not consume cigarettes,
Wonderfully shake and dressed.
Well I sometimes love to drive on the tram sausage,
When the hemplifted sip with a lip of wine
I always dangle somewhere in my friends,
Not engaged in raising children
And, as the mother-in-law believes, I go to the whores.

On the tram, on the tram, on the tram sausage ...