Семен Слепаков - Трусы
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Intoxianev from your beauty, beauties,
From your unearthly beauty,
I forgot your underpants, panties ...
I forgot your underpants.

I rented my pants, pants at home,
I took off my pants habitually
In front of his wife, wife
And the mother of his wife.

And the wife said: “Where are the cowards, panties?
Where, cattle, your underpants?
You look at your watches, watches
On your Kozlina, you are a clock! "

And to return everything back, back
And pull them in the ass, on the ass ...
Husbands, return home in shorts,
After all, marriages are made in heaven!

I said: “I went to the pool, to the pool.
Yes, imagine, I went to the pool!
And in the pool he sowed his panties, sowed ...
What is it? - Sowed his panties "

And the wife said: “Well, yes, yes ...
You, bitch, we have an athlete!
Only I called there, there -
You haven't go to the pool for two years! ”

And to return everything back, back
And pull them in the ass, on the ass ...
Husbands, return home in shorts,
After all, marriages are made in heaven!

All the beaten came to you, to you,
To the one from whose beauties it was drunk,
Tell about your fate, fate
And pick up and pick up her underpants.

Only the door was opened by a man, a man,
A very terrible man opened
And he told me: “Hello, man, man.
That's all, you hit, man! "

And he returned everything back, back!
My eye pulled on the ass, on the ass ...
Husbands, return home in shorts,
Otherwise, you will find yourself in heaven!