Óæàñ È Ìîðàëüíûé Òåððîð

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Òóìàí

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Spanish Games

Now I don't go to much on names. No, I don't go to much on names. When there's Spanish games. You can play if you want to. . Always try to look our best.

Õóé

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Something Girls

Every girl is a something girl. Every girl is a something girl. Every girl is a something girl. Shes got something, she's got something. . Every girl is a something girl.

Òîøíîòà

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Sexatise You

It's Friday night, the lights are low. We're looking for a place to go. With the play nearly right. All night, every night. . Honey. (Dondo, Dondo). Then a voice in the distance grab a hold of you.

Õîðîøèé Öàðü È Çíàêîìàÿ Âîíü

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Seems To Me

Take in me. You're taking liberty. You say you want 'Pretty Polly'. Well, you're barking up wrong the tree. . Your fussy walk, tried to run fussy. Well, you can do it with a stranger.

Õîðîøèé Àâòîáóñ

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Scorpio Rising

The Greek, the Gypsy, the Italian. And the pole, took a look around. Chewed up the gauntlet, spat it out. Raised them to the ground. . Scorpio rising.

Óìåðåòü Ìîëîäûì

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Rough Stuff

Shack-shoo-wow, boom-lagga-lagga. Boom-lagga, boom-sha-boom. . Down in the jungle, feeling very fat. You better hit the floor and give me twenty. And the girls sing.

Òîâàðèù Ãîðáà÷åâ

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Room At The Top

Once is never enough, never is never was. Here and now is all that counts. Here and now in large amounts. Be beautiful but shut up. The going can be real tough.

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Rip Down

Rip down, up and down. The night kept coming in. There was nothing I could do. To stop your suffering. . Well, it hardly does you fair. Headlines made from potty chairs.

Òàê Çàêàëÿëàñü Ñòàëü

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Red Scab

I got a heart on my arm. It says pure sex. It hurt. I mean it. Yeah. . Red red scab. Red red scab. Red red scab. . I got it till I die. Or till I reach orgasmo.