Текст песни StЭf - Блудливая Калифорния

Girl goddess, just like Aphrodite
In me a feeling of primitive instinct
I look solid, leaving the VIP
After half a liter of strong drink
I'm not a pickup master, not a dangerous gangster
Not a buck on the account, but I want to sleep
Tired of dancing And I'm with you wherever
The sun is beautiful as spring sakura
On the speedometer one hundred and forty in the night city
We are tired of hanging out, unleashing hunger
She crawls under the wheel, a patrol follows me
I didn’t smoke anything at all for nonsense ??
And in the morning I'm in a car somewhere abroad
Neither the girls nor the wallet managed to merge
I'm trying to explain to the local what is not here
This is a trashblin, this is a californian
CHORUS
Welcome to the California
There are so many perfect women
And then it’s a sin to be not sinful to me

Dame martini bourbon anton
At the bar, meeting with an old friend
I don’t remember the name, it’s unforgivable
In memory, I dig everything like Christina
beautiful smile drunk eyes
as if the actress in the pictures
smoke cuban music latino
acting like a lioness
I fade for a while on the dial of my rolex
You look at me like a comic book hero
I’m serious about setting up an affair here.
You're starting to argue, it's too much
Baby Girl, come on clean once you're here
You need a friend girls grow up
She no longer plays with dolls, she wants a lot
What is banned and dominated by the night