Зигуля Морковкин - лифчик
текст песни

(verse 1)
I wake up abruptly, from a forgotten feeling
Under the blanket pulling
I pull it, I see a riser
Miracle! Dick is confident
Like Lenin in Lugansk
Tru eyes, such as checking that this is not a fairy tale,
Not a dream, everything is true, morning standing
"Well, cool, old man"
I tell myself out loud
I break from the bed,
And with a raised mood
I rush to the washbasin
anticipating future Pati
I go to the mirror and the chills are breaking through me
After all, in the mirror I see a sugat
Guys, this is fucked up, I pinned myself to the decline
Rushed around the apartment, moaned in impotence,
In vain
And then I found a note on the refrigerator
which read:
"Hello,
Alexander, this is Yegor Sugatov
A devoted fan,
who sought
your love once
But he was rejected
And without money for the return departure.
was thrown
in the entrance
I was a bum in a calica
He sang songs
in crossings, sold to men
For cheap
And then one day I met a gypsy from a camp
I immediately talked about my Santa Barbara
And offered the decision even,
For karma to return to normal
We must change bodies
She gave me a magic bra,
which I gave to your mother
Knowing your passion for changing clothes, Sanya
You certainly put it on
And in the morning our proximity was overcame by the barrier
Now I'm in your body
I'm going to Versus Batel
And you are in my body, in your apartment, well, in general
So you need! "

(chorus)
there was a tomato tomato
There was a busglatter, became a bra
But do not rush to bury Baban
After all, I'm not a guf, I'm still a bait
read, read and I will
Read under Pitch
It's time
Return your identity

(verse 2)
I'm fascinated, bewitched,
How Zvezdinsky sang
Fucked! became a victim of mysticism,
no longer pleases that there is a pussy again
I can live with a loader's rains further
So you have to act quickly
I also go out apartments
The pants are still puffing
like from a naked Nadenka
The cleaning lady of the paddle looks at me lustfully
But I have no up to the woman
I hurry my head in a camp
To my grandmother Nazir
Only she fix everything in strength
I did not have time to click on the call
How I hear the rattle of the shutter
- “I know everything, dear
Here is your cure for constipation ”
-“No, granny this time is different”
- "Ah I see, then on, Sanya"
She said and held out the bag of nasva
- “Throw this nasvay sugat in your mouth
Only this your true appearance will return "
The plan is clear, it remains to dig to the ticket to St. Petersburg
A year has passed
Do you want to fuck?
you can't raise money quickly on poker
And we are talking about a considerable amount of 3 thousand

(Chorus)

(verse 3)
And the sugat, meanwhile, rose
Became a super star of the post -Soviet space
At Pugachev's chorus on Baek Kobzon
Bob sold Ander, what a shame!
Pioneer plays from every wheelbarrow
I began a dashing career
For tomorrow, a concert in St. Petersburg SKK is scheduled
Entrance is free what good luck
Here is the day of the denouement
The hall is raging
The track is played by the mask
Bob jumps on the stage in a leopard fur coat
and I make my way through the crowds of fans
chicks themselves shine with loaves, even you don’t need to ask
Next track of pyrdukha 2013
ovation do not silence
and I'm trying to climb onto the stage
I came up with a cunning move
I will transfer nasvay mouth to mouth
I throw it under my lip
and running around the stage
Typo to kiss the idol
But Sugat pulled a push
I recognized me, Suchara
Says that he was watching Schrek
And he knows that the kiss of love will dispel the spell
Says better give me a springs,
what's in your package
and let's sing together
The package takes
Magic Shpex falls into the mouth
flash, peremach of thunder
I open my eyes at home again
crap
Time was rewinded
My riser is clogged again
Here is such a sluggish end of my story

(chorus)