Текст песни Иван Кучин - Сентиментальный детектив

In the past I was a thief in the soul and a gangster in potency
And she herself is from the intelligentsia
How to fasten a red bow, come out from behind the screen
Immediately obvious - a consultant of a foreign company

Well, Cupid narrowed his eyes, spat on doubts
And love went with us ultramodern
Not to say that everything is bad - everything is quite obvious
True passion she has at night, okay

There is one more detail here, which is also very strange.
Only guests, so she - time me and the bathroom
That in the closet me ban, then on the mezzanine
And evil, of course, takes me - a suitcase that I

Once I freaked out somehow: - & quot; What, they say, dissatisfied? & Quot;
And she says: - & quot; You have a protocol face, & quot;
& quot; All right. & quot; - I think, sitting in the dark chiffon
& quot; At night, I will remind you, snake, all-all-all & quot;

Well, and his eyes to the hole erased, looking through the well
And they are there - gyr-gyr-gyr - not scratching our way
Only now I give these foreigners
Not they, but in their rags our beggars

Pribylatkalis under them, riffraff currency
Oh, I tell you. And breath on her dissolute
My blood began to boil. Well, hold on, wolves!
And I pulled the shirt, exposing tattoos

Muzzle made a brick, fanned his fingers
Eh! And I knocked out the chiffon door with my shoulder
I flutter and roar: - "Sha! Barguda! Padla! & Quot;
& quot; Shoo under the bench! Mite tear! Sour balanda & quot;

Look, one already turned white, dropped the markers
And belugo roared: - & quot; Terrorists, gangsters! & Quot;
And from the balcony, and the second, albeit black
The one in Russian: - & quot; I & quot ;, - says, - & quot; your & quot ;, but from the balcony too

Everything calmed down, I drank, and she is the heart
Under the table lies flat, does not mumble, not calves
I watered it with water
& quot; What are you, Vanya, have done? & quot; - well, burst into tears

"Oh, you fool. Ah, thug. Where can I get money now?
& quot; That was & quot ;, says, - & quot; businessmen, your mother & quot;
To know, okay, nothing - everyone will understand the guys
Nothing, nothing, floor ninth

And hit again - tears more than ever
I gently comfort my sad love
I wind off, saying I'm deadline and get back to you
Well, and here in the doorway bell. & quot; Who is there? & quot ;. & quot; FSB & quot;
Well, and here in the doorway bell. & quot; Who is there? & quot ;. & quot; FSB & quot;