Текст песни Мурат Тхагалегов - Звони своей маме

[Verse 1, Sultan Hurricane]:
I catch her look on her, a little crazy.
So ardently beckoning me on those plump lips.
In the plexus of sound, where did you find it?
In order not to take it roughly, stupidly probably
I must be stupid.

Space is shrouded, all thoughts out.
Looking at you like a child, I want to eat.
Head spinning like whiskey, but worse.
You pamper me - better listen:

[Chorus, Murat Thagalegov]:
Call your mom and say you won't come.
Let the exam be tomorrow - we will fire it today.
I'm at the bar with you, let them all look at us.
Smile and laughter, and go-oh at all, we are oh at all of us.
Oh on all of us, about on all of us, about on all of us.
Oh on all of us, about on all of us, about on all of us.
Oh, on all of us.

[Verse 2, Sultan Hurricane]:
You close your eyes and so close. Closer than you all.
It's so clean here at karaoke, and you sing me into the microphone.
These beautiful songs and I pulls to the car.
If today we are together - the volume will raise the tone.

Our first date, we are in this light of the moon.
Shadows tear shape, I'm flying away, and you.
Bong wants attention, in the wings go chassis.
You will lose consciousness, so call ...

[Chorus, Murat Thagalegov] x2:
Call your mom and say you won't come.
Let the exam be tomorrow - we will fire it today.
I'm at the bar with you, let them all look at us.
Smile and laughter, and go-oh at all, we are oh at all of us.
Oh on all of us, about on all of us, about on all of us.
Oh on all of us, about on all of us, about on all of us.
Oh, on all of us.