| I need a lawyer, give me a lawyer
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| So that she is not old, her legs are not X,
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| So that she likes me at first sight,
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| To cry with tears before an evil judgment.
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| I demand a lawyer to be on the bench,
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| In a boring trial, without blurring your eyes,
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| Through the blouse to see me bra straps,
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| And not the prosecutor's trousers, a slick backside.
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| Chorus:
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| There is little hope, but it does not die,
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| Let me steal 100 rubles from Simakova,
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| Well, now the judge will steal three years
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| From this life, my unlucky life.
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| Well, now the judge will steal three years
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| From this life, my unlucky life.
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| I demand a lawyer, let her endure
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| As Susanin confuses, a stream of words runs,
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| Well, I'm looking at it so that it's not boring,
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| There is a mole and a red curl from her neck.
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| Chorus:
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| There is little hope, but it does not die,
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| Let me steal 100 rubles from Simakova,
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| Well, now the judge will steal three years
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| From this life, my unlucky life.
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| Well, now the judge will steal three years
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| From this life, my unlucky life.
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| I demand a lawyer, so that only in her presence
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| Citizens chiefs difficult to answer -
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| Do not judge strictly, well, I took it in her absence,
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| How three years? |
| What is so much? |
| Here is a vigorous mother!
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| I demand a lawyer to scribble complaints
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| To the highest instances, to the most important court,
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| What she liked me, so that she would not forget,
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| After all, if you like it a lot, then they don’t take money.
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| Chorus:
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| There is little hope, but it does not die,
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| Let me steal 100 rubles from Simakova,
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| Well, now the judge will steal three years
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| From this life, my unlucky life.
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| Well, now the judge will steal three years
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| From this life, my unlucky life. |