Хор Лузеров - 4 серия 3 сезон (даррен поет про пятничные посиделки ) | Текст песни

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• Хор Лузеров
• 4 серия 3 сезон (даррен поет про пятничные посиделки )

There's a stranger in my bed,
There's a pounding my head
Glitter all over the room
Pink flamingos in the pool
I smell like a minibar
DJ's passed out in the yard
Barbie's on the barbeque

There's a hickie or a bruise
Pictures of last night
Eended up online
I'm screwed
Oh well
It's a black top blur
But I'm pretty sure it ruled

Last Friday night
Yeah we danced on tabletops
And we took too many shots
Think we kissed but I forgot