He had long been in love with me,
Of the thousands of names in the world of his less beautiful.
He - man standard,
His cologne I care strongly strongly.
He: and cheerful and clever, almost divorced,
We like him - one in a million.
My fabulous hero of the film.
Chorus:
Polka beats stud-heels.
My dear, you just would remove jacket.
Oh, white shirt, tie expensive -
Today I am brave, you now mine.
Muzychko played out on the field of miracles
I dance in a blouse, while I can not.
Tanned breasts fall out ...
Here's a surprise.
He - my restless sleep, my chimes,
My God, my hell, my angel of hell.
He - my last car, my last cartridge,
My throne, my cross, my reward.
He - my soul cry, my moan, my sense, my reason -
And as a man he is good on all sides,
And has the IQ that is necessary.
Chorus:
Polka beats stud-heels.
My dear, you just would remove jacket.
Oh, white shirt, tie expensive -
Today I am brave, you now mine.
Muzychko played out on the field of miracles
I dance in a blouse, while I can not.
Tanned breasts fall out ...
Here's a surprise.
Polka beats stud-heels.
My dear, you just would remove jacket.
Oh, white shirt, tie expensive -
Today I am brave, you now mine.
Muzychko played out on the field of miracles
I dance in a blouse, while I can not.
Tanned breasts fall out ...
Here's a surprise.