We are sitting at the table - you are like Sylvester Stalonne:
Similarly shaven and handsome and impeccably dressed.
The bosom is full of anticipation of "oh-oh"
And itching and burning everywhere ...
I sit, not breathing. I'm out of touch with you
And I correct my hairstyle, and nylon tights.
But you only like me on the iPad
(My photo is under the X-PRO filter). Oh-oh-oh-oh ...
You bastard, you bastard, well, you bastard!
I'm not interested in you, but in gadgets!
Gadgets, gadgets ... Gadgets are everywhere!
Without them, nowhere.
Why did I say "Yes"?
Why did I say "Yes"?
Why did I say ...
Where is the respect? You point your finger
When I talk to you. Enough already!
These apps are stupid stares!
You would propose to me ...
Tell me, why are I and chess worse than social networks?
I'm much more interesting than all these Angry Birds.
You say that I'm in the way. Yes, it seems my soul
He won't understand you at all ...
You bastard, you bastard, well, you bastard!
I'm not interested in you, but in gadgets!
Gadgets, gadgets ... Gadgets are everywhere!
Without them, nowhere.
Why did I say "Yes"?
Why did I say "Yes"?
Why did I say ...
Where is the dialogue, where?
Look me in the eye.
I'm real
Standing nearby.
Where is the dialogue, where?
Look me in the eye.
I'm real
Standing nearby.
Where is the dialogue, where?
Look me in the eye.
Look me in the eye.
Where is the dialogue, where?
Look me in the eye.
Look me in the eye.
You bastard, you bastard, well, you bastard!
I'm not interested in you, but in gadgets!
Gadgets, gadgets ... Gadgets are everywhere!
Without them, nowhere.
Why did I say "Yes"?
Why did I say "Yes"?
Why did I say ...
