Текст песни Энди Картрайт и Трикопюшон - Флаеры

Balls are very loved those who right
Indispensable skill to control winds
Here are grasses, flocks face foreheads,
Turning the heart of psycho stone
Blue Cavalers are waiting for the hands of the lady,
But the capacan shoes are waiting for the same
Life will go throwing flags
Inviting to the party where dirty frames
Where stubbornly miss the chances of the teeth,
Wpadla stay, let's disappear they zaebali,
And who has not yet broke up with brains -
A little later will be in their eyes paranormalen,
In the hall that at the top where the hill
The shadows of the stone city will get aspen count,
Spattering white swimming the most dirty truth
And the fact that will be the latter will write red lipstick,
On the lacquered floor near himself four words:
"I was the queen of the dance floor,"
It will be so ridiculous and stupid,
That even the cop standing on the corpse plud on her dome

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