Lyrics Гальцев - Хулиганов нет,а руки под пальто

I stood in your porch , waiting for you naturally .
In his usual place , pulling the battery .
As winter warms us with you in the evening
Battery suddenly disappeared, doused with boiling water.

 House house house manager
    
 house manager
   
 house manager
    
 house manager

Passing dog neighbor doused me too ,
And his host nasty bad words uttered .
I've wanted to give gas, but rushed the building manager ,
Reptile knocked me three times a dirty trash can .

 chorus

Woman attacked by hooligans on the herd
Climbed into her pockets and even under a coat
A woman severely pulled a gun
Fired again and again, no bullies .

 And bullies no no no
 And no hooligans
 And no hooligans
 And no hooligans

A woman severely pulled a gun
Fired again and again, no bullies
In all she got they lie formation
But long remembered their hands under his coat

 Hands under his coat that is
 Hands under his coat
 Hands under his coat
 Hands under his coat

Once in the nose clearing me there is too much nakoy
With amazement I notice the finger in the nose , it is not my
And the hand of a stranger underneath healthy as a horse
Hairy and this does not grow out of me

 Does not grow out of me me
 Does not grow out of me
 Does not grow out of me
 Does not grow out of me

Quickly to the mirror oh I stuttered with fear
I never faces this in my life met
In the bedroom , I rushed to him if there was trouble with his wife
Ran and smiled sleeps with me darling

 My child with me
 And no hooligans
 A hand under his coat
 And where is my house manager