Текст песни Комеди клаб - по поём

Girl Olga from Vladivostok
Sochi has a summer break.
But expensive to fly from Vladivostok
She chose a different path
This is not a joke to Sochi on the bus
We drove seven days have turned into ghouls
We booze in it, ate and slept
And our gazelle domchalis us to the hotel

I found the Hotel Elite online
What would my vacation in Sochi was generally neshtyak
I looked in the pictures number just super
But he is gone and I see that everything is not so
Here, the water flowing from the tap tangerine color
No balcony windows also do not have to go to sea for half a day

But it's not important
She reached to the beach
Tanner smears
On the snow-white ass
But then passes
gorgeous man
On the seafront in Sochi he main exhibit
It goes to Sandals Lyakh and delightful socks
It goes to Sandals Lyakh and delightful socks
socks

The market drank local wine
Che for business? Che for business?
His tykila even so did not take
Che for business? Che for business?

Next to that girl Caucasian sunbathed
Everyone thought that he was lying in a sweater
The breast Breast Ashot curlers
The breast Breast Ashot twists curlers
The breast Breast Ashot curlers
Says Look teen hey let's go here

The two are not equal half of me arguing
After I drank vodka and beer and absinthe top
Even a couple of cocktails and I do not have in this universe now I want spiers Wylie
With you, I want spikes Wylie

This coffee thumping dance chick
I offered her to take her to the room
And she said in answer, I said no such
I look into her eyes, and her eyes say:
Take me Take
Take me with you
You see that I'm in the shit
I can take right now, any

Okay, but you should know that you're wrong
I'm not a dumb blonde, dumb blonde
I do not sleep with strangers
And I do not drink alcohol at all but later
She gets drunk she gets drunk
And the karaoke star in her wake
She gets drunk polёnoy Chachi
And it has driven to the cottage

The bath in the country on the couch jumped two boobs breast Jumped very chaotic in rhythm amplitude syudy Two pale chest two story jumped without shame or conscience

Yes, I bonalno, I do not like it
You have no idea how I feel good
When I fry on Ashot cottage

The stars in the sky burn because I was lying on his back
With her husband usually just five minutes
And you're not you're not

She wakes up in the morning to wake up
And from Abkhazia will return on foot
Rest is over and that means
That it was time to return to the ring on her finger.