Текст песни А. Костюшкин, Н. Соловьев, С. Фалетенок - Я не просто пью запоем - я оттачиваю стиль

Let all the money runs out, let all the money runs out,
And all the money runs out, there is a stash with me.
Indignant neighbors that I started on Sunday,
And I left on Sunday for four long days.

I quarreled with him, I give myself to the scrap,
I do not just drink heavily, I hone style.

I have an excuse, I have an excuse,
I have an excuse, an explanation for you.
Close to the heart and to accept the pain I feel,
As spring comes, feet stepping on me.

That has reduced my knees and the pressure at the limit,
And do not remember how to get to the porch birthmark.
But interrupt binges and treatment prescribed,
And return to earth - the way to go until the end of his.