| At the opening of the camp, we kindled a fire.
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| And, although I was small, I still remember
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| As a drunken counselor, our detachment flunked,
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| How the drummer Rinat stroked the stick.
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| Drunk-rumpled pioneer leader.
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| Who are you walking with now, freckled whore.
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| And when we hit her with two hundred and seventy grand
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| The evil Grigoriev, a physical education teacher, dispersed us with an expander.
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| And we raced to the camp without panties,
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| Because the evil floating guide Stepantsov helped him.
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| Drunk-rumpled pioneer leader.
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| Who are you walking with now, freckled whore.
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| I hid behind a pebble and trembled like a leaf,
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| Suddenly I saw Spiridonov - he was an accordion player.
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| Trembling, he touched the girl's chest.
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| But the float handler pushed him away and said: "Wait a minute."
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| Drunk-rumpled pioneer leader.
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| Who are you walking with now, freckled whore.
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| An accordion player performed on the line in the morning
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| Instead of the Soviet anthem, he played "Judas Priest".
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| The drummer Rinat conducted the baton.
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| The counselor, the physical education instructors and the detachment sang along.
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| Drunk-rumpled pioneer leader.
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| Who are you walking with now, freckled whore.
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| Drunk-rumpled pioneer leader.
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| Who are you walking with now, freckled whore.
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| Drunk-rumpled pioneer leader.
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| Who are you walking with now, freckled whore. |