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Текст песни Про ДМороза

In Santa Claus
Work more serious
Than the tram driver.
Squeaks his truck, and he was tired, of course,
But all the gifts are still not sorted out ...
Incorrectly calculated,
Not those bags filed
He celestial office workers.
All Santa tired
And the sun has warmed in March,
But all the gifts are still not sorted out ...

Coat, felt boots and hat,
Hot spring in a sheepskin coat.
Ah, the old man tired of all tchotchke these ...
Congratulate the New Year -
Looking like a freak on ...
Decided to change Dzyadok Vidocq in his second-hand.

In jeans and tattered sneakers
Otteda he goes,
Trubarov scored - and as hippies, Mahora pulls.
Goes the old man in the outfit - and youngsters see:
"Hey, Beard, the channel here - we are not hurt!"

A week later, somewhere
Went for Santa Bazaar:
"Hey, this grandfather - authority
Though he is not a local! What he likes you will adjust - in short, a kingpin.
And prod - Santa Claus, that's interesting ... "

Last spring and summer,
The Fellowship has burnt Santa.
Cops on the tail - and Santa Claus
In running out.
But should be there happen - with a bag could not leave,
And his outfit trash find ...

In court, confessed,
That went bankrupt in the timing.
Asked: I Santa Claus, what caught?
Garbage is not prokanaet.
"You are a rogue, which is not enough!
Act One: stolen - sit! "
And they put ...

No beard on zone
With hair under Kobzon
He eats gruel, and dreams of freedom,
And, from blue tattoos, nose disgusted by trees,
And not want to know anything about the New Year.

In Santa Claus hard work ...