Текст песни Зигуля Морковкин - лифчик

(verse 1)
I wake up abruptly from a forgotten feeling
Under the covers,
pulling together, see the boner
Miracle! cock stands confidently
like Lenin in Lugansk
Tru eyes, like to check that this is not a fairy tale,
Not a dream, everything is for real, morning riser
"Well, cool, old man."
I say to myself out loud
Tearing out of bed
and in high spirits
I rush to the washbasin
anticipating future parties
I go to the mirror and chills me
After all, in the mirror I see Sugat
Guys, this is fucked, I pinched myself until you drop
Darted around the apartment, groaned in powerlessness,
in vain
And then I found a note on the fridge
which read:
"Hello
Alexander, this is Egor Sugatov
Loyal fan
 who sought
your love once
But was rejected
and without money for a return departure.
was cast
 in the entrance
I was bum in Kalika
Sang songs
in transitions, sold to peasants
for cheap
and once I met a gypsy from a camp
Immediately told about my Santa Barbara
And she proposed a smooth solution,
For karma to bounce back
we must exchange bodies
She gave me a magic bra
which I gave to your mom
Knowing your passion for dressing, Sanya
Of course you put it on
And in the morning our proximity overcame the barrier
I'm in your body now
going to Versus Batel
And you in my body, in your apartment, well, in general
That's what you need! "

(chorus)
was a tomato became a tomato
was a bra, became a bra
but do not rush to bury a baban
I’m not a Guf, I’m still a zinger
read, read and will
read under the pitch
It's time
regain your identity

(verse 2)
I'm enchanted, bewitched
as Zvezdinsky sang
Fucked up! became a victim of mysticism
already not happy that the pussy is again
It’s somehow sour to live with the loader’s cabbage
So you need to act quickly
I go out and apartments
Pants still puffing
 like from naked Nadya
the paddy cleaner looks at me lustfully
but I don’t care about women
Breaking my head I hurry to the camp
to grandmother Nazira
Only she can fix it by force
did not have time to press the bell
as I hear the rattle of the shutter
- “I know everything, my dear
   here is your cure for constipation ”
- “No, granny this time the problem is different”
- “Ah see, then on, Sanya”
She said, and held out the bag
- “put this sugatu in your mouth
only this is your true look ”
the plan is clear, it remains to dig up a ticket to St. Petersburg
a year has passed
What the fuck do you want?
you can’t raise money fast on poker
and we are talking about a considerable amount of 3 thousand

(Chorus)

(verse 3)
and Sugat, meanwhile, rose
He became a superstar in the post-Soviet space
on the chorus of Pugachev on the backs Kobzon
Bob sold an under, what a shame!
pioneer plays from every car
famously started a career
for tomorrow a concert in St. Petersburg skk appointed
admission is free what luck
here is the day of denouement
the hall is raging
playing track mask
bob jumps on stage in a leopard coat
and I wade through the crowds of fans
Chicks themselves shine with long loafs
next track of the pirduha 2013
 do not stop applause,
and I'm trying to get on stage
came up with a tricky move
give mouth to mouth
I put it under my lip
and running around the stage
supposedly kiss an idol
but the sugat threw back
recognized me, bitch
says he watched shrek
and knows that a kiss of love will break the spell
says, better give it to Speks,
what's in your package
and let's sing together
the package takes
magic speck gets in the mouth
flash, peal of thunder
I open my eyes again at home
full calm in underpants
time rewound
my riser is clogged again
here is such a sluggish end to my story

(chorus)