My heart is in Strip-bar, my heart is not here,
My heart’s in the Strip-bar a-chasing the beer -
A-chasing the light beer, and sipping it slow;
My heart’s in the strip-bar wherever I go.
Farewell to the Strip-bar, farewell to the girls
The birth place of Vodka, the stronghold of dolls;
Wherever I am drinking, wherever I fight,
In smoke of the Strip-bar I find my delight.
Farewell to the tables high-covered with ash;
Farewell to the waitresses stealing my cash;
Farewell to the music and wild-hanging sluts;
Farewell to young students and elderly farts.
My heart is in Strip-bar, my heart is not here,
My heart’s in the Strip-bar a-chasing the beer
A-chasing the light beer and sipping it slow
My heart’s in the Strip-bar wherever I go.
My heart is in Strip-bar
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похоже, что Роберт именно так и хотел написать, но постеснялся.
Валерия87 26.10.2010 09:29 • Заявить о нарушении
Валерия87 26.10.2010 09:29 • Заявить о нарушении
