Текст песни Вуди Вуд - не буду нашему сыну я батей

and how many liters of blood are you going to drink?
your feelings dehydrated, and it looks like I got involved.
Sanya metering, analyzing forecasts,
but it so clear that not bloom Memozov

in the garden, the flame goes out, I blew it ...
                   yah it in the pussy!
and the whole romantic became like a woman.
the next night to see how the stars fell.

Zaya in a dress, Zaya crying, Zaya, Jam enough.
will not be our son, I Batya,
Stop dreaming, podredaktiruyte behavior
such a fool for you lead the movement.

Again nerves again dymlyu on the balcony,
this bitch knows a lot and hurts,
           making me paranoid.
dose nikatina this night is full.