Lyrics Мара - В наручники тебя, И на железный стол... И 220 вольт...

And 220
When thoughts of you ,
And the juice through the wires ...
And rumpled bed
And frisbee in the dark ...
Shooting ... Kick ...

And the coffee half an hour ,
And in different places
The big city ...
And so unreal
Just below the belly ...

And the smell of the carotid bodies
Breathing silk
And the morning orgasm ...
And lily in water
And the skin wet walls ...
Hip ... Hand ...

And fingers in between the lines !
And busy trunk !
Between his legs trembling Colt ! ..
In handcuffs you,
And iron table ...
And 220 ...