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And I spend the night where I have to. Competent absorption with an alcoholic portion,

Girls, straight hair, on the ass beats, all crushed, beauty, diplomas on the shelves.

And I look: she pours, her girlfriend holds her hair and it seemed dumb,

After all, an hour ago, she treated Oxford and what is there, her prince from London’s county, cultural rest.

If my mother knew that you were a candy wrapper, then I would take the keys to the car, the master card,

We so want to find love among shit, not there you are looking for, brother - this is the bottom, read the books.

I found her for thousand miles, there was everything, and even a handful of pills in the stomach,

I answer, do not throw your halves for the sake of success and whores, Phillo is madness.

Do not throw your halves.

Time will pass and so you want to hear:

"Hello, small, I love you ..."

Do not throw your halves.

Time will pass and so you want to hear:

"Hello, small, I love you ..."

Experience showed that it was necessary to dump, there from the new one saw that Labutenes on a corrupt creature,

I stopped and thought "What am I better?", Because I am the same as they play with feelings.

I need to change, I need to change priorities, I need to live in humanities, scrape out into my heart,

After all, it is not lucky in love not because there is no one, but because there are many with whom and a department store without children ...

And so the hunt to abandon the hunt, so that the cupid shakes my arrow under the ribs,

I will open the input, and there my dear with a smile and Ritter Sport met me ...

Do not throw your halves, for money and sales whores

Time will pass and so you want to hear:

"Hello, small, I love you ..."

Do not throw your halves, for money and sales whores

Time will pass and so you want to hear:

"Hello, small, I love you ..."