LYRICS

And I ask all princesses,
who came tonight to the disco
with Mercedes and BMW-minute,
cutrinta not tossed in the trolley.

My dear, you seriously tell me,
Princess you think you ?!
Every day your prince is different
and take you with consumption,
pay you to be the best - not the only one.
Everything good is costly remember,
but is paid with love, not money.

Chorus:
And for me to run even,
can not reach me - cheap! And
me of one thousand,
money not sell my soul.
And for me to run even,
can not reach me darling you.
rags on call at night,
princess is not - do not you understand ?!

In this your fairy tale,
think for a single.
competitive, but alas,
offer of marriage are not.
Like me you can not, do not and torment.
That golden slipper killing May,
and measure your crown - know!

Chorus (x2)
And for me to run even,
can not reach me - cheap! And
me of one thousand,
money not sell my soul.
And for me to run even,
can not reach me darling you.
rags on call at night,
princess is not - do not you understand ?!