Moonlight H.S - 08. Таксист Петрович
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Taxi driver Petrovich (Sl. A. Semiythennov, Vika Spring)

I'm taxi driver Petrovich, I am taxing every day
And I am not lazy to do this work
I take the keys and I go down to the garage
I conquer the motor and make a turn
I get out to the city, cook wallets
There are a lot of people, I will not perish from longing
Fifa slowed down on the side of me
Bring to fitness-she said not joking
And the whole path was hanging out without a flash
The ear was shut up, with a woman there is no sense
Hiring it to the point of appointment
She took me to a merte
An uncle with a huge mustache comes up here
With a large nose and sticking out ears
Healthy Petrovich Drive you are on the market
I was going to fish for fishing for larvae for fishing
He brought him to where his uncle told me
He tried to go out but his nose stuck
For a gearbox, he got confused with a mustache
He looks at me he clappers his ears
At the end, I pushed my uncle with mutual
Then the old grandfather Jew jumped to me
Give me to the blue, he asked me
He jumped into the car and laid his feet
I brought him without any adventure
Everything is enough for me for today's entertainment
The profession of a taxi driver is very awesome
I am amusing me, I am obscene