Текст песни Коваленко, Камка, Постовалов - Толстяки Земли

Straight to the ground they reach your cheeks
Though cry, shout though you are fat
From priests to the ground they get your bread
Though stay, at least sit, you're fat

ask you to do something
I want to remove the stomach and bring the cubes back
I'm sick of sewing my sail suit
I'm not the only one among elephants
I don't get close to massages, fitnas
my masseuse is missing in my sides
Vooot how? people disappear!
Calm down lose weight it happens ...

fat man he consists of cheburek,
from fatty cutlets with an additive!
Zhirkabinat about such always say,
but you get used to it, you're fat!

donuts, croissants, buns
lasagna, stuffed zucchini,
sausage and spaghetti with vetchinoi
pancakes, hotdogs and dumplings with shaurmooi
cabbage rolls, Bishmarmak, ontrikot,
roast at home and kampot
we mayonnaise water these charms
it will ruin you if you eat after six ...

Fat people of the earth, if only they all took hands
beads appeared on the neck of the earth!
Fat people of the earth, if only they all took hands
beads appeared on the neck of the earth!

I'm a clasp =)