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текст песни

You're a pontoon from a small Khrushcheba
And who wouldn't bother you, give them your number
Na na na na na na na
Don't you know how to kiss?
But do you believe me
And you come to me
I see you want
But you just can’t

Kissed prostitutes
Little joke
You're not a prostitute
A wrung out sponge

Kissed the shaft of the shaft of the shaft of the shaft of the shaft
Swing on my swing
There is nothing cooler than your Poles
You're broken and your head is a mess
But we'll fix it if there's more
If there is more
Take it for more
Where are we going?
Hands go there themselves
Maybe they know something
They choose the movie category themselves
We kissed, realizing that we were not destined
You're a jerk, and the whole neighborhood knows you stupid.

Kissed prostitutes
Little joke
You're not a prostitute, you're a wrung-out sponge
If you have a minute
Let's get excited over the phone

You called, you hid the number
Hide from me
What's the difference to you
You have no face
After all, you are a slut

I like you
Kiss me
I don't care
What is the price
I'll teach you how to kiss

Kissed prostitutes
Little joke
You're not a prostitute
A wrung out sponge