| - What does she need?
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| - Don't get distracted Sugar.
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| “Ah, the performance is over.
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| - Well, where are you?
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| — Oh, or just starting.
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| - Wait.
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| Fur coat-will-give
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| Fur coat - give
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| Fur coat-will-give
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| Fur coat-will-give
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| Fur coat - give
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| Fur coat-will-give
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| I sweep the floors and my tiles
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| I don’t get high, but I can’t quit this job nafik
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| I have a flexible schedule, but the children are at home
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| And you have to feel sorry for them, my Vasya and Petya
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| And I love to sing to them, loud as
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| I sing everything from the cloakroom attendant's repertoire
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| In general, Kolya, my sidekick, that's the singer
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| Knows where the beaver, mink, knows where the arctic fox
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| He touched all the fabrics, pawed the furs
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| In his practice, even somehow the wardrobe blazed with fire
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| He plowed for impudent like my godfather at the impudent one before
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| So the giver of things, it’s better to be polite with him
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| He will easily tell you everything about your mink coat
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| We have been working with him for 10 years at the Gorky Theater
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| How crazy to run around with hangers, numbers,
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| And I with brooms, buckets, rags and scoops
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| Throw a stone, just try it, in our garden
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| And the desire to go to the theater will immediately disappear
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| Op, lost number 777
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| Now Kolya sings, listen to everyone to everyone to everyone
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| If you give me a number, I'll give you a fur coat
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| I know what you want, because you want baby.
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| Baby, you hear, the rules are not written in the wardrobe
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| If there is no number - then get lost
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| There is nothing to goggle, you will reach the car
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| And I don't care that there is a fur coat, even from a chinchilla
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| Your dog - so let her look for
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| Otherwise, you will be charged a hundred for the loss
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| Well, a day, hemorrhagic from morning to evening
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| Don’t just think of spreading snot, there’s nothing
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| Let's yell louder and wave your mobile
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| Can you wait for the help of some morons
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| Bribes are smooth from me, I'm a fucking wardrobe clerk,
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| And here they will gladly fry a toast for you
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| Well, everyone, go look for such a round one with a number
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| And round off here with your opera
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| Barely standing on his feet, but so much noise
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| Surrendered to her this fur coat
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| If you give me a number, I'll give you a fur coat
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| I know what you want, because you want baby.
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| So I'll see when my boyfriend comes
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| How will you sing when my boyfriend comes
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| You'll be a spark when my boyfriend comes
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| You will find the number yourself when my boyfriend arrives.
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| You haven't figured out yet, my boyfriend is coming
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| I still don’t understand, he finally doesn’t care,
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| And you can choke on my fur coat
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| So you will wipe minibuses in it,
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| And we will fly to Paris next year
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| We'll buy a new fur coat, or two, you hear
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| Wait, I'll check my phone
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| Oh, it's time, Mary Kary is calling me
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| Hold on, hold on, hold on
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| And how is this fool in theaters not too lazy to scurry
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| And then the fucking deer cut off his fur coat
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| Now I'm lads, to the theater and back
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| I'll knock off the horns of the prongs and give kicks in the ass
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| I hope he already has a coffin ordered in size
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| Well, where is this wardrobe
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| Hear the cloakroom attendant:
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| -Well?
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| - Oh Andryukha!
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| Glad to see you from the bottom of my heart, brother,
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| And I'm here, I was going to blurt out in your ear
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| Fuck all the brains rinsed whore
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| They told me you went far to the south
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| Let's go to the buffet for a little miss brother
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| Oh how glad to see you, how glad to see you
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| Let's go Andryukha before the engine gets cold
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| And this, don't forget your fur coat, hear the spine.
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| If you give me a number, I'll give you a fur coat
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| I know what you want, because you want baby. |