Текст песни А. Новиков - Вечер по стеклу размазан

Evening smeared on glass,
For dessert, give a striptease.
Undressing once-not
Bottom-up and top-down.
Ah, what! .. Oh, what! .. -
Soschelkali languages.
In bright light myself dipping,
And little eyes-slits.

CHORUS:
Shansonetka! .. Whirligig institutions.
Shansonetka. Not until the coals are not dotla-
Fade to okurochka ...
Fool!

Do not come across to you on the subway I.
And not uvyazhus foot.
Here floor hall ground digs,
Tries to shake the bag.
And no tears in you, no fear,
No attraction to the ruble.
Well, let's still half-vzmaha-
And I love you almost!

But what is not exactly
Neither the request nor to dispute:
At the very breath of the night,
In most shaposhny analysis,
Strangled, pomaded,
Chilly plunging into the smoke,
Your butt will fall next
With my unfinished.