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Something zashalili nerves .
 Vodka does not climb as not pouring .
 And the mood is not, I'm not kidding , I'm not kidding ...
 Hands are shaking like a hangover .
 What 's wrong with me ? Maybe I'm sick ?
 I need to quickly see a doctor to doctor.

 Chorus:
 Doctor prescribe me the grass,
 Doctor prescribe me the grass,
 I will not smoke it , I 'll make it .

 Doctor silently writes something .
 And I did not hear.
 What kind of secret herbs I prescribe prescribe ?
 And in the window pharmacy
 I heartless pharmacist prescription
 Chamomile tea pull , pull

 Chorus:
 Doctor prescribe me the grass,
 Doctor prescribe me the grass,
 I will not smoke it , I 'll make it .

 Chamomile tea is not a cure ,
 A mere torment.
 Good thing there is in the world a true friend , a good friend .
 At the neighbor at home Arkashka Chui daisy
 Here it would brew me from disease , from illness.

 Chorus:
 The doctor prescribed me the grass,
 The doctor prescribed me the grass,
 I did not brew it
 Sit - kicks smoke
 The doctor prescribed me the grass,
 The doctor prescribed me the grass,
 I did not brew it
 Sit - kicks smoke

 Rushed soul to heaven
 Life is like a bud profit il fiction
 And the pain disappear here and there , oh here and there .
 And the cops swarm like flies and we will spin both in the monkey as heroes will lead .

 Chorus:
 The doctor prescribed me the grass,
 The doctor prescribed me the grass,
 I did not brew it
 Sit - kicks smoke
 The doctor prescribed me the grass,
 The doctor prescribed me the grass,
 I did not brew it
 Sit - kicks smoke