Текст песни КРИК - Девушке с дома напротив

1 verse
She lived through the house, my home is vertically ...
I was still thinking in fans of secret ...
Days Cornney Night, delusional idea ... In general ...
She had a boyfriend with a lubricant face ...
Probably called the Seryozhe or Nikita ... Not the fact important ...
Yes, and she was like other girls selling ...
Maybe let's say that I fell in love with the chance ...
I thought, buying seeds from saleswomen - Seagulls
I realized that it was still necessary to approach ...
Or behind or in front, or in the bus conversation to start ...
And it can burn bridges, and not return to these thoughts ...
Not ... She already as nicotine causes addiction ...
Everyone tomorrow I will say everything completely, so on sincerely ...
And if her boyfriend is jealous or hanging? ...
And everything is already ... that I still lose ...
Analya, Ala Week, as I watch this girl ...
And if she is older ... shut up! Do not karkay, do not cough ...
Also me a friend ... current and know how to drink Managa, yes to eat porridge ...
It would be better asked the Council of the Aunt Natasha ...
And and it does not indulge, like you all the pairs ...
It seems like the night already, and only 9 o'clock in the evening ...
People in the street are moving out like fish caviar molders ...
Five minutes seemed eternal, again in the same place ...
I meet the princess because of which the whole cheese boron in the song ...

Chorus:
Love with us under the nose like coke, and we do not notice
Sad day we meet with a glass of tea ...
I'm not suspecting ... bored on warm feelings ...
We do not understand why we are so sad ...

2 bouquet
Also me a hero ... and you are afraid ...
You call the game life ... Relax Misha ...
Come on the communion there, rush in the brain ...
Invent what to say ... what will you be silent?
It's time to make the first step you are an adult boy ...
And you behave like a baby sucking finger ...
Well, ahead ... everything is in your hands ... Brother ...
I thought about the same hour ... and go further like a fool ...
Behind him, look, turn up step ...
Then he turned around, but it's too late ...
He squeezed his fist, sort of gained will ...
Do not be afraid not yet the end of this story ...
Then Mishutka honestly to Zdrefil ...
Sell ​​in the yard and smoked one after another on the bench ...
He played music that the type of tenderness of the group of the crust ...
And a salt of a person fell on dry earth ...
Flushed light in the houses ... it came to midnight ...
Machines buzz ... Now the houses have already burned yellow ...
I never thought that I would find a romantic ...
But love and will not do this ... with the usual guy district ...
I turned out to be curved, forked somehow ...
And here suddenly the heroine is our, in the midst of the film ...
With my friend ... And I have a hysterical ...
Wild cries probably heard even the inhabitants of the right shore ...

Chorus.