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Here, now, I'll sing you a song
Not about someone else's life, but about her, oh!
As I have lived it,
How mad men brought
Oh-yo-yo-yo-yo-yo-yo-fucked
My first husband was a Georgian.
Oh, how beautiful, I was a bastard.
Home money was not wearing
Only foreign women led.
Oh, and I torment him, eh!
And the second was a Russian, but a fool.
Everything he did not commercials, but not so.
I cooked the soup is bad,
That does not fly sewed -
Do not please him was no, oh god .
Well, and the third man was a Mordovian.
With works drunken come.
He get drunk as hell,
Yes, come with me fights.
Oh, how I settle accounts with him, kicked .
Well, there Yakutia in love with me
Just sleep with me he did not go
A well. Called little wife, but Zhinkov.
But pity the machine did not work . sorry babanki!
The penultimate husband was a Tatar.
In Russian very badly told.
Kilmanda yes mandakil.
Money - Yoke, salary - Yoke.
Bastard nedorezanny, fucked! Op!
Well, the last time my husband crest.
On a horoscope scorpion.
Oh, what a stubborn bastard,
Not to part with him in any way.
Here, too forty-five year live .
We toil, but live.
Babanki my mandate to you is this.
Do not change the different men.
Be aware that they are in order
And it is not worth anything.
So, let us live without men .
Although, they say . that .
And it is not worth anything.
No. Hrenovato us without men. Here!
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