Blue actress after Friday rehearsal
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Walked to the subway tired, scored on all ambitions
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I wanted to get home quickly, I wanted to drink wine
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I wanted to tinker at home, but still I couldn't
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On Pirogovskaya street in a wonderful tavern
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I ordered 300 Boyarsky, lemon and Olivier salad
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Chuckled with herself, played prank looked out the window
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She was the soul of a creative person was not at all easy
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She wanted love, she wanted euphoria,
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But sirs changed, she fought in hysteria
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I tinned 100 at once, lit up Kent
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A very blue cop signed up for her at the table
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Ai-i-i-i
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Having unsubscribed his chinnov, she averted her eyes
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With a glance, the waitress was not looking cunningly
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Chorus:
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She was an actress of the Youth Theater, he is a football hooligan
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Her jellyfish is burning, his kukan is smoking
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It was on Sportivnaya, about seven o'clock
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You probably know, mmm, what should happen
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And in hall number two, there has been a lunatic for a long time
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There, the stone and Boyarsky scattered anywhere
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There is noise and din, there is a ball party and from night to dawn
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Feasting in hall number two on the cage of kings
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The tent is covered, and in that tent for half a month in a row
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Fans of different clubs are decorously tinkering and tricking
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There is a toast for a toast, there are songs, hell, there has been a frenzy for a long time
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Following them, crying only at the entrance of the Janissaries
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And now one of the kings goes to the closet
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The actress sees a mighty silhouette from afar
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And notices two tattoos on his forearm
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Can't cope with herself, her jellyfish burns
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He throws a thousand on the table and shouting "The account is closed!"
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Towards the oncoming sir, the actress flies
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And exactly five minutes later, the actress and the fan
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They kiss in a yellow taxi and fly to HELL!
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Chorus:
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She was an actress of the Youth Theater, he is a football hooligan
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Her jellyfish is burning, his kukan is smoking
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It was on Sportivnaya, about seven o'clock
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You probably know, mmm, what should happen |