Текст песни Вася Пряников - С горла бутылку водки

his wife sent to the resort
yes true but not anigdot
she is also a children prihvotila
and I'm still at home, I plow
and mean money finish
that my joy robot house tomb
I'm going home with robots
and I remembered tomorrow vihodnoy
dostap mobile and I'm calling korefanu
My left Vitek
let the women for a day
All my first glass of dergnem
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throat with a bottle of vodka
and under a large pullets
we have to life
the soul is pleased to beat
and in St. Petersburg and Sochi
people want napitsya
with love povstrechatsya
and plenty poobschatsya

husband and five otdihay
the kids swim in the sea
go quietly on massages and Graz
and I'm not the week
and I divorced a week
and I go back five years mycelium in the ovary
because of Stob recently
but even s top movie
would get if
Every day, it ti smotrish
I just want to pleasure trips soul
no cables are not alcoholics
of men just as the Priest can not be undone
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