Текст песни Ірена Карпа - Попелюшка

Poor Cinderella
Happy werewolf
Smoked in the ass
I went on a party
Powdered
Her legs were stuffed
Her chest heaved
And will ignite

And that's not sneakers,
And the shoes are crystal
Bags under the eyes
From Phenozypam
One hundred and twenty hryvnias
Well, not cheap
For fashionable only peppers
Not drug addicts

Chorus:
Cinderella
Or just a priest
Cinderella
IS

Triftazine, Aglonil
Zolosoft and Prozac
Molpelon, Clopixol
Solnavan just like that
and Truksan, Respolept
Seropram, Doxopin
For normal senses
And not just vaginas

Bags under the eyes
Shoulder backpack
There are cult movies
And fashion magazines
And the disc of the group Friday
Coupled with antiperspirant
To the evil sisters
The smell was not recognized

Chorus (2)

And how to remember
You two years ago
I was driving from the district center
There is traffic on the bus
Pink lipstick
Break away from home
The desire is dull
Bump into traffic

What are you, you little bitch,
She slept in the basement
To all the boys
What she gave in leather jackets
I must have seen everything
She probably knew everything
Who are you at midnight
Then she got up