Текст песни mayonnaise without one - бухгалтер

I'm tired of singing about this abroad
put on boots and a red coat
I spend my favorite capital
even though no one recognizes in this form

I'll take my cavalier for a walk
he knows my songs by heart
not a foreigner and not a son of a millionaire
accountant he downtime yes well let

accountant my lovely accountant
here it is some such downtime
accountant my lovely accountant
and happiness will be if there is peace in the soul
accountant my lovely accountant
here it is some such downtime
accountant my dear my accountant
but native, but all my

coming to a cold and dusty desk
lay out with folders of paper on the table
spin the Soviet shag in a tube
and will only think about me

his working day is almost over
and the debit with the loan remained uncompiled
he does not care if only day and night
I sang this song about him

accountant my lovely accountant
here it is some such downtime
accountant my lovely accountant
and happiness will be if there is peace in the soul
accountant my lovely accountant
here it is some such downtime
accountant my dear my accountant
but native, but all my