| Friday evening, traffic jam, four hours without movement, I try to listen to the radio,
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| but you are sitting in the next seat.
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| And I'm so tired for a week, and you just crave communication and send in my ear
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| your voice messages.
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| About money for a new kitchen to live like normal people, about money for new
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| shoes, as well as money for new breasts.
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| Your voice in my eardrums sounds melodious and loud and I want to gently say,
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| looking into native eyes:
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| Cover your barrel, let Friske listen in peace, cover your barrel,
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| wear your old bitches.
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| Plug your muzzle, you blew a hole in my ear, for the sake of our love with you,
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| close up.
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| And the cork looks like a long time and you remember about the bath, about the fact that we will soon
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| let's flood, the neighbor from below, Maria Ivana.
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| And in principle, it became impossible to live in our apartment, but to take a mortgage in a bank
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| the other is not at all difficult now.
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| And even if I have to sell the car for the initial payment, but forever yours
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| mother from Tula will move to us.
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| Cover your barrel, let me listen to Deep Purple in peace, cover your barrel,
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| your mom went to the ass.
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| Cover your face with a territory circled with lipstick, for the sake of our love with you, close up,
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| stick, stick.
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| Plug your muzzle, let me at least listen to the news, create an absolute vacuum in
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| of his oral cavity.
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| Eliminate the hole in the skull by lifting the lower jaw, for the sake of ours with you
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| love, shut up.
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| The sun has set behind a cork and you tell me what we will buy you for your birthday on
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| all the savings are my Mini Cooper.
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| But I got tired of all this and I boldly cut you off and told you loudly,
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| looking straight into the eyes:
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| I love you dear, you are so beautiful today, you are my spring swallow,
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| you are my gentle sun.
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| You are my fluffy deer, my blue-eyed forget-me-not, for the sake of ours with you
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| love: I live.
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| And I closed my barrel, I closed my barrel, for the sake of our love with you, I closed it. |