LYRICS

Outside is summer, hot summer,
to raise pigeons bro,
that the sea in pachanga terrible
to do massacre.

Chorus:
Bronze boyfriends, burning sands,
guitar will ring again here we are again,
high of cherry with a bottle in his pocket
date at a later time.

hot girl topless
with thong most scarce sex Bambini
walk along the beach and “Skrezhko” lick,
and dudes to look them undress.

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