Текст песни Варчун и Шаман - Жажда

The evening ended on the night falls,
I go out on the hunt like an Indian chief
To scalp sacrifice I do not need a knife
I hid in the club - waiting when you come.
In my glass of Bacardi and Coca-Cola
In front of me I turn back to the queen of the dance floor.
Equip so that it is easy to imagine naked
Tell me baby long have you finished school?
A drop of sweat falls into her cleavage
Closing his eyes holds his tongue over his upper lip.
I am your king of clubs you are my queen of diamonds
Come on baby tell me a little about yourself.
What dream of falling asleep in his favorite pajamas?
Jealous girlfriends that got their husbands?
Tell me - is it true that a woman likes ears?
I Chingachgook the Great Serpent, I want you to bite.

Your lips were dry - it's thirst
In terms of flavor of salt - it's thirst
Softly whisper in your ear - this is important
If your panties become wet dry

Your lips were dry - it's thirst
In terms of flavor of salt - it's thirst
Softly whisper in your ear - this is important
If your panties become wet dry

The time comes to say goodbye to this party
In his pocket a bundle of money constricted eraser.
Writhing nerds - for heifers in the toilet zyrkaet
And to me it's time to throw out this cheap circus
I carelessly sprawled on the back seat
In his hand clamped unfinished bottle Henny
Come on, I'll be a rock star style as Lenny Kravitz,
Sit on my lap - you'll like it.
From kisses are wet marks on the body
Your nipples in my hands hardened
It's hot like we are with you in Jakarta or in Delhi
Will you be my queen this week
I close to the goal as it was not once
You crave well and I am ready to quench your thirst
Not every man knows what a woman wants
And I know what woman wants night.

Your lips were dry - it's thirst
In terms of flavor of salt - it's thirst
I want you to behave like a whore - it's important
If your panties become wet dry

Your lips were dry - it's thirst
In terms of flavor of salt - it's thirst
I want you to behave like a whore - it's important
If your panties become wet dry

I'm back on the warpath me is my hunger
I'm aggressive and dangerous if Hammerhead
I am fresh and young move through life with a smile
Perekushu today a new exotic fish.
Sitting at the bar was playing Vertu
I sip a Cuba Libre choose victim
And I am like the wind - to feel easy
But if you dare to catch - I have far
"Veuve Clicquot" plays in the glass bubbles
You're telling me something about Haruki Murakami
Relax mammy let's not fool
After all, you already knew that was in the trap
Girls fly by in a mad cancan
I'm not a saint I do not find a place in the Vatican
And what follows from this - it does not matter
If you desire - I'm ready to quench your thirst

Chorus.