And who's sparkling there? |
Belly rubs
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The gauge is on, it always itchs
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Mark it so it's visible
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They just want a full tank, they will make a fuss
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There she is, a bandit is riding
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Ringing for the whole area, this is her business card
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And you have no idea what's inside
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And what is there? .. a paradise for the soul
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Do you want to sit down, but there is no place
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Instead of amp seats, Lobach for replacement
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And do not open the door there are no handles
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The stealer of the hearts of children, someone's daughters
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Very glad to see the local crew
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For them, you are a very important character.
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I won’t remove the toner, no, don’t touch the car
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Who ? |
Who?
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And who's sparkling there? |
Belly rubs
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The gauge is on, it always itchs
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Mark it so it's visible
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They just want a full tank, they will make a fuss
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Boy, he accumulated
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Worked for months to buy a car
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Speakers on the fronts on the disks planted
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And in the evening a tramp, drove a girl
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Darling is modest, but dreams are rich
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I would tune it in full, but the finances are tight
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Still come these fines payments
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Underground, Parking garages
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And let them ride if they like
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They make it beautiful and don't sweat
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No one will understand the madness of two
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Who ? |
Who
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And who's sparkling there? |
Belly rubs
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The gauge is on, it always itchs
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Mark it so it's visible
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They just want a full tank, they will make a fuss |