That's a cult,
At Saturdays he must be in bed
He's in bed, beer on his lap, two remote controls,
He is like in Monza
That's not a gold, even a bronze
Putting on bets,
Puts and says : You know, devil, let it go,
let get it even them, who are running behind.
He is like in Monza.
That's not a gold, not even a bronze X3
Shakes petals,
Soon is start and engines are roaring,
Boy is in hurry, like in sports news,
impatient crowd
shouts and gesticulates with their hands very much
Everybody knows how it's better,
because everybody knows how it's better,
However everybody knows how it's better
Pure flirt
Pure flirt, expensive clothing, solid body
as if an eyes understands everything, but not a heart
She's in a Monza.
That's not a gold, not even a bronze.
Fine Miss
She knows, first place - that is everything
that's everything, remains only to call on "Bis"
She's in a Monza.
That's not a gold, not even a bronze.
Shakes petals,
Soon is start and engines are roaring,
Boy is in hurry, like in sports news,
impatient crowd
shouts and gesticulates with their hands very much
Everybody knows how it's better,
because everybody knows how it's better,
However everybody knows how it's better