Song: Meet-the-fly
At night there are plenty of people in search of his love,
But forget all of them in the morning about love.
The beach will tell all of us who ate and who slept where,
The janitor clean up the mess of undigested food.
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Cartridges of passion strikes the heart,
Shoot accurately, one we do not mind.
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MegaMozg 19-11-2017 / 11:22
We loaded the guns of love
Let all clean come to us themselves.
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Somewhere waits the summer, the nights and dawns,
The Golden beach and the sea.
Summer, girls, naked, no inhibitions -
If the vacation is not closed!
And again the pulse beats,
In the heart of the song is heard,
I fly to meet
The food, the food!
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