Fry, fry, fry
Swaying storm petals
You know that neodinok
Ma ...
Behind the swarm of problems, howling sirens
Not ripe yet to bite your lips
Fry, fry, fry, fry ...
Fry, fry, fry
You squeezed caviar, and entered the game
Voyage, y'know, voyage
In the tail or mane
Fry, fry
Fry, fry, fry
Not that I'm so cruel
You can't stop dancing, but
Himself life prove
There is a point or twine
And if dad is a pirate
swim us in rough waters
Fry, fry, fry
Fry, fry, fry
Still not trampled boot
Ropes do not twist, the spermatic cord sleep
Ma ...
You will prove its sweet life ...
.....
Show a lesson and take it.
As you want
Fry, fry, fry