Текст песни Илья Подстрелов и Dima Project - ОНА

She asks me to bed
And I can not refuse her
After all, we are destined for each other
Although the opposite
She asks me to bed
And I can not refuse her
After all, we are destined for each other
Although the opposite

And what did you find in her that
In the cold, small and bold
After all, there is not a drop of holy
And the action is pretty sharp
So hard to surprise
Sawed hundreds of destinies
You can't make love
She has not believed people for a long time

She asks me to bed
And I can not refuse her
After all, we are destined for each other
Although the opposite
She asks me to bed

And I can not refuse her
After all, we are destined for each other
Although the opposite

Friends do not count on fingers
They are simply not around with her.
Does not see dreams and does not dream
And never looks after
In her eyes sleeps cold
Per kilometer feels a lie
She is unlikely to need someone
And do not notice how you leave

She asks me to bed
And I can not refuse her
After all, we are destined for each other
Although the opposite
She asks me to bed
And I can not refuse her
After all, we are destined for each other
Although the opposite