| My neighbor, Ivan Ivanovich, is a killer, he kills people.
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| He has been doing this work for ten years now.
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| Ivan Ivanovich is modestly dressed, single and has no children,
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| He loves poetry and Rosembaum, has no bad habits.
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| Ivan Ivanovich comes late, looking tired.
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| In his hand is a suitcase or an accordion case.
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| Ivan Ivanovich is constantly and constantly silent in himself.
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| The light in his room goes out, which means Ivan Ivanovich is sleeping.
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| Chorus:
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| Yellow pictures, October outside the windows, wet umbrellas overhead,
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| Sleep, businessmen, mafiosi, everything is fine, soon he will come for you.
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| And on Wednesday evening, colleagues usually come to the neighbor
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| Drink beer, watch football, complain about autumn.
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| And if Zenit concedes a goal, Ivan Ivanovich grumbles slightly.
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| I would kill this goalkeeper, my friends laugh a lot.
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| Chorus:
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| Yellow pictures, October outside the windows, the courtyard is strewn with colored leaves,
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| The authorities are sleeping, the oligarchs are also sleeping, soon he will come for them.
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| Ivan Ivanovich rescues neighbors using his knowledge.
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| Recently, he removed Baba Sveta for free.
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| Our entire subdivision signed up for this, of course, except for her.
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| Ivan Ivanovich sighed and said: "Well, it's necessary - it's necessary."
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| Chorus:
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| Yellow pictures, dawn outside the windows, the sky breathes with morning dreams.
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| Ivan Ivanovich is sleeping - my good neighbor will soon come for us.
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| In the morning he will follow us. |