Lyrics Гарри Польский и MAD SHOW BOYS - Сантехник Фёдор

Plumber Fedor
(author of music and words: Harry Polish)
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It was recently,
The wounds are fresh ...
He entered my house
Like a plumber
And left the enemy!
You fix the cranes somewhere
Wait, the vendetta is coming!

This stupid drama
Don't survive
I suffered a migraine.
Ah, the plumber!
What attracted her?
What kind of tools
Did you manage to pick up?

Plumber Fedor,
Plumber Fedor,
Plumber Fedor -
Oiled Playboy!
Plumber Fedor
Playful and cheerful!
Plumber Fedor
Twisted with my wife!
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It was ridiculous
Like delirious
I do not find words!
Like a sleepwalker
I go day and night.
From the soul cracks
The pain of the fountain gushes.

Passion will be ashes
In the hot hell
Flare up and die -
Bright candy wrapper!
I know in advance
All that comes next:
A sea of ​​lies and falsehood!

Plumber Fedor,
Plumber Fedor,
Plumber Fedor -
Oiled Playboy!
Plumber Fedor
Playful and cheerful!
Plumber Fedor
Twisted with my wife!
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When my husband left for work in the morning,
His wife decided to take a shower.
The mixer has broken.

- What to do? Save!

And the silence pierced the doorbell;
She saw him through the peephole:
So strong, powerful
Merry, bubbly!
And the look is voluptuous!

- Plumber I, hello!
And it’s easier - a master of dirty business!
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I will find his address
Wherever you live
Master lovelace.
Ah, the plumber!
Revenge is near the hour:
Life goes in a circle
Guard your spouse!

Plumber Fedor,
Plumber Fedor,
Plumber Fedor -
Oiled honor!
Builder Peter,
Electric Dieter,
Gardener Edward -
In the world they can not be counted!

Pipes, pipes!
Cranes, cranes!
I lick the wounds.