187, hey
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Sasha School group
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Good morning homie, old miller on the balcony
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Two sips of yesterday's cola
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And I'm leaving the house, hey
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Good morning homie, old miller on the balcony
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Two sips of yesterday's cola
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And I'm leaving the house, hey
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Mornings are never good, the policeman tells me
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2 sips of yesterday's cola, I picked up my clothes from the floor
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Be good for fun, help your friends
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Air Force on bare feet, pale yellow road
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What kind of small magnets do we have on the refrigerator
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Parents will ask you, they have not seen such
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I'm in a black and white sweater, we move nuts in St. Petersburg
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Already the zenki fucking leaked out, conductor, let me go out
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Not a hero, and not the last, still good morning, guy
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Whether you're in Pulik on a shift, or since the night in a bar
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Sunbeam, dancing through the glass on my pillow
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It's always hard in the morning, I hope it will be better in the afternoon
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Good morning homie, old miller on the balcony
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Two sips of yesterday's cola
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And I'm leaving the house, hey
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Good morning homie, old miller on the balcony
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Two sips of yesterday's cola
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And I'm leaving the house, hey
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Are you a fucking asshole? |
Hello and good morning
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Today in Vkontakte from a computer
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This is on weekdays from mobile
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Genstap kettlebell kettlebell, drank gin tonic on Tuesday
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With muddy faggots
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Arrived at work on Wednesday for lunch
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Thursday mushroom bad
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Friday crack and bag crumbs
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And you hurry the fuck up to your Kia Rio
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The new LCD has enough space for all patients
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Good morning, faggots, run like ants on chores
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All these muds, trendy pipes
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Ah yes, purge, it's time already, do it
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Waiting for a hangover in the morning, but I thought that the clubs
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Caps of backs and magnifiers, from tuna they carve a prick
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My flesh is a lot for Navel and Lupa
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In the morning turn me on from the remote control
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In the morning turn me on from the remote control
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How fucked
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Good morning homie, old miller on the balcony
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Two sips of yesterday's cola
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And I leave the house
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I am going out of the house
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I go out, tu-tu-tu
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Good morning homie, old miller on the balcony
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Two sips of yesterday's cola
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And I'm leaving the house, hey
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Good morning homie, old miller on the balcony
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Two sips of yesterday's cola
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And I'm leaving the house, hey |