Lyrics Сапожников Андрей Борисович - На выданье
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1) Настроенье непогожее опять:
Сколько можно в одиночестве страдать!
Поделился мир на пары - всё путём,
Почему же я остался при своём?
Припев:
Любви хотело тело-тело на недельку найти,
Ведь у природы оды-оды под балконом в чести.
Моя карета - эта-эта - глаз не жмурь, как на плеть,
И в ней, подруга, друга-друга постарайся - заметь.
Роман закрутим: ути-ути - ты в квартирку зайди.
Где недочёты? Чё ты, чё ты - капремонт впереди.
Да, маловата; вата-вата в окнах, свежие швы;
И без проводки: водки-водки не хватило, увы.
2) Мне б сходить в кино, на танцы, на балет,
Только, кажется, в балетах пользы нет.
Ведь врагов полно вокруг - куда ни ткни,
Потому я и в печали ночи-дни.
Припев:
Вот холостая стая-стая - страсть у ней на роду,
Под разговоры воры-воры наше счастье крадут.
Щебечут крохи охи-охи - на ушах лабуда,
И от победы беды-беды не оставят следа.
Мои соседки едки-едки: где невеста, моряк?
А бюрократки кратки-кратки: дали справку «дурак».
Ведь в человека века-века номер двадцать один
Вселилось теле, еле-еле мозг работает, блин.
3) Я стихов хороших знаю целый воз -
На свидании прочёл бы, да склероз.
Но скажу под стон измученной души:
Дамы, дамочки, вы тоже «хороши».
Припев:
У королевы Евы-Евы ничего, кроме ног,
Позвал я в баньку Аньку-Аньку - прогнала за порог.
Худа, как палка, Алка-Алка - рацион мой суров,
Ну а придире Ире-Ире выдай тонну тортов.
С упрямой польки Ольки-Ольки чуть в психушку не слёг,
От парижанки Жанки-Жанки опустел кошелёк,
У китаянки Янки-Янки рост почти с воробья,
А с португалкой Галкой-Галкой потерял сам себя.
4) Вместе с колюще-сердечной маятой
Я десяток разменял уже седьмой.
Подскажите, где девчонку мне сыскать
Хоть одну, а лучше три - четыре - пять.
Припев:
Общенью рада Ада-Ада с тем, с кем я незнаком,
Переломила Мила-Мила план побыть рыбаком.
Блестят коленки Ленки-Ленки, но ласкать не дай бог.
Не говорите Рите-Рите, будто я полный лох.
И всё ж причалы, алы-алы, память жгут вновь и вновь,
В те дни в продаже даже-даже не водилось цветов.
Когда сняла ты латы-латы, пели нам соловьи.
Потом грозили: «Или-или», - долго предки твои…
Милые дамы, я по-прежнему надеюсь на вас. Я жду…
18.05.2016
1) the mood is uncomfortable:
How much can you suffer alone!
The world shared the couple - all the way,
Why did I stay at my own?
Chorus:
Love wanted body body for a week to find
Indeed, the nature of the OI-OD, under the balcony in honor.
My careta is this - this one - the eye is not zhmur, like on the beach,
And in her, girlfriend, friend, try to notice.
Roman tamme: Uti-Uti - you go to the apartment.
Where are the shortcomings? What are you, what are you - overhaul ahead.
Yes, little; cotton wool in windows, fresh seams;
And without wiring: vodka vodka was not enough, alas.
2) I would go to the movies, on dancing, on ballet,
Only, it seems, there is no benefit in the ballet.
After all, enemies are full of around - wherever TKNI,
Because I am in the night of night-days.
Chorus:
Here is a lot of a flock - a passion for her in the family,
Under the talk of thieves-thieves, our happiness steal.
Twitched crumbs Ohhi-Ohi - on the ears of Labuda,
And from the victory of troubles, no trace will not leave.
My neighbors conscientive meals: Where is the bride, sailor?
A bureaucrats of brief brief: Deli "Fool".
After all, in the human century a century number twenty-one
Mixed the body, barely brain works, damn.
3) I know the poems of good WHO
On the date would read, yes sclerosis.
But I will say under the moan of the exhausted soul:
Ladies, ladies, you are also "good."
Chorus:
Queen Eva-Eve nothing but legs,
I called in Banhouse Anku-Anku - I drove for the threshold.
Huda, like a stick, Alka-Alka - my stern diet,
Well, I will issue a ton of cakes Ira-Ira.
With the stubborn polka, Olki-Olka almost in a mental hospital is not slying,
From Parisian Gray-Zhanka, the wallet was empty,
Kitanika Yankee-Yankee growth is almost from Sparrow,
And with the portuguese dawn, dawn lost myself.
4) Together with a piercing
I already exchanged a dozen seventh.
Tell me where the girl can find
Although one, and better three - four - five.
Chorus:
Some glada Ada-Ada with whom I'm unfamiliar,
Pereomila Mila-Mila plan to be a fisherman.
Brilliant Lenka-Lenka knees, but caress God forbid.
Do not speak Rita-Rita, as if I am complete Loch.
And all the moorings, Alla-Ala, the memory is harvested again and again,
In those days, on sale even did not even lead colors.
When you removed the lats lats, they sang the nightingales.
Then they threatened: "Or-or", - Long ancestors of yours ...
Cute ladies, I still hope for you. I'm waiting…
05/18/2016
How much can you suffer alone!
The world shared the couple - all the way,
Why did I stay at my own?
Chorus:
Love wanted body body for a week to find
Indeed, the nature of the OI-OD, under the balcony in honor.
My careta is this - this one - the eye is not zhmur, like on the beach,
And in her, girlfriend, friend, try to notice.
Roman tamme: Uti-Uti - you go to the apartment.
Where are the shortcomings? What are you, what are you - overhaul ahead.
Yes, little; cotton wool in windows, fresh seams;
And without wiring: vodka vodka was not enough, alas.
2) I would go to the movies, on dancing, on ballet,
Only, it seems, there is no benefit in the ballet.
After all, enemies are full of around - wherever TKNI,
Because I am in the night of night-days.
Chorus:
Here is a lot of a flock - a passion for her in the family,
Under the talk of thieves-thieves, our happiness steal.
Twitched crumbs Ohhi-Ohi - on the ears of Labuda,
And from the victory of troubles, no trace will not leave.
My neighbors conscientive meals: Where is the bride, sailor?
A bureaucrats of brief brief: Deli "Fool".
After all, in the human century a century number twenty-one
Mixed the body, barely brain works, damn.
3) I know the poems of good WHO
On the date would read, yes sclerosis.
But I will say under the moan of the exhausted soul:
Ladies, ladies, you are also "good."
Chorus:
Queen Eva-Eve nothing but legs,
I called in Banhouse Anku-Anku - I drove for the threshold.
Huda, like a stick, Alka-Alka - my stern diet,
Well, I will issue a ton of cakes Ira-Ira.
With the stubborn polka, Olki-Olka almost in a mental hospital is not slying,
From Parisian Gray-Zhanka, the wallet was empty,
Kitanika Yankee-Yankee growth is almost from Sparrow,
And with the portuguese dawn, dawn lost myself.
4) Together with a piercing
I already exchanged a dozen seventh.
Tell me where the girl can find
Although one, and better three - four - five.
Chorus:
Some glada Ada-Ada with whom I'm unfamiliar,
Pereomila Mila-Mila plan to be a fisherman.
Brilliant Lenka-Lenka knees, but caress God forbid.
Do not speak Rita-Rita, as if I am complete Loch.
And all the moorings, Alla-Ala, the memory is harvested again and again,
In those days, on sale even did not even lead colors.
When you removed the lats lats, they sang the nightingales.
Then they threatened: "Or-or", - Long ancestors of yours ...
Cute ladies, I still hope for you. I'm waiting…
05/18/2016