Let's move the glasses with the sound of glass
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Let's just drink, we will become drunk
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Let's hit it from the heart, clapping our eyes
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Look, in an hour you are already with a fantomas
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You are blue-green and your nose is already red
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And you are already completely a fantasy friend
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At night, wipe your glasses with your fists
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Pull the hooks trembling to beer
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After all, vodka without beer is money down the drain...
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Vodka without beer - money down the drain ...
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Vodka without beer - money down the drain ...
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Wind, wind, wind, wind, wind-rr...
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You will open the cork with your teeth dangerously,
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But not hastily, but maybe passionately
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Pour dark yellow beer down your throat
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You already look at how beautiful everything is ...
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Where did the forces come from - it is not clear
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It seems like I started to think clearly
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You pull the handle, the prankster bandit,
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And there is vodka in the fridge...
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Chorus
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And pour half a glass, obviously
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But drinking pure vodka is very shameful
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And pour half a glass of beer
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At once saliva will gather for spitting ...
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You will transform, wither and turn sour
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Somewhere in a woman's house you will hang out
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Vodka and beer will do the job -
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They will throw your dead body into the bed...
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Chorus > 2 times |