Listen, relative, on the street light - cheers, pulled. Your guy Turbo, raised on the gloomy. Our choice - on the Uber, to rush in the morning.
Again, parking, outside the day - a booze continued. The skin is lit, about you tattoo. Above the pit will not help insurance.
Lucky, deftly with his hands, feet, the chuck is clogged with bad words.
You jump into the beat, I jump with you. You are doing so that forever on the edge.
You jump into the beat, I jump with you. You are doing so that forever on the edge.
The night will come, the morning will come.
With alcohol, it's completely tight that we will roll, that call on the autopath.
What we find, that we say, all calling the Afterparty.
Suffered drunk moving Friday
On techno in one series of selected Barbie squad
Our eyes meet our bodies swing
There is a closer to the Mulo, the magic is ready to create
I want in you, I wanted for a long time
The same you want, it means destined
I want in you, I wanted for a long time
And for this there is no but
I want in you, I wanted for a long time
The same you want, it means destined
I want in you, I wanted for a long time
On autopathy action will be performed
