maz...maz... such a big pink ones There is no reason for longing in the world That not a woman, but a broom We'll go to the buffet with you And we'll take half a kilo of wine A couple of bubles in the philharmonic A couple with a sad look We'll finish it all with you You see, the crumb burned in the sunset You see, the crumb is in the sky Maz is a three-pointed arrow in the fog I haven't been on vacation for three years Yes, I will speak in this regard I am the head of the car column You can drink, I am the chief I am not a driver, everything is legal There is no reason, so there is no reason What is behind me, a hundred years of learning Nine loans and an order Here are prisons, three years of learning There was a war, but it was yesterday And today we pass Moscow How I don't go, the brick is hanging Maz is not suitable for the center Well, let's take a taxi Two hours just like that I lose Two hours just like that I get Two times they change the carol Two boys are given to the construction The young are cold from the road Then I realized that I don't give a damn There are not many visors in the colony Only baldness to the organ What is behind me, everything is a track, a track To the autumn roads to Kissel How we drive from Rostov-on-Don And from Riga we bring a net What is behind me, auto-columns There was a cry, a steam locomotive cry Cargo warehouses, wagons I look in the mirror, and there is such a cry Baby, believe me, I'm everywhere First, and on the track, and under the speech Only the nerves are tired, bitches Yes, and the word buzzes sometimes Hey, buzz, you have such a word And did not hear, the word has gone Be healthy, but be healthy Yes, I look in your face Husband, wait for yourself stubborn So as not to slow down on the descents Eat Kilga, the ambassador of spice Eat, baby, do not eat newspapers They close the half-circle of the liver Everything is meaningless, we are shepherds And I am a towel, and you are a comb I am a hero, and you are a masher Okay, okay, I'm going fast I adore the law, hello Edik, put the second canister The left one from the cat to the cat Rolled the rubber to the cord Yes, you are not a driver, but a scorpion Baby, you know why I'm proud Behind the big peregon Baby, you know why I'm proud Behind the big peregon