[Verse 1]
Adrenaline is rushing through veins,
[I'm] locked in four walls,
I'm putting on high heels
And an above the knee skirt
Like Barbie in search of Ken.
Lady Luck will smile on me,
And under x-ray angles
I will find my happiness.
The taste of ripe blueberry.
Take me rough,
And I don't give a damn where it's gonna happen,
The main thing is the access.
[Transition]
Nostrils, wine plus
Air are to blame.
It's already a late night
And we're going to your place.
[Chorus, x2]
It's not worth, it's not worth to fall in love,
It's better to keep the distance.
But it might happen like that -
That body doesn't have the power to resist.
[Verse 2]
We're locked in the circle
By discharge over 220 [volts]
We were exploring one another
Nights long, no strings attached.
The maximum heart rate,
We're living wrong according to GOST. 1
And in a roadside motel
We are throwing our bones on the bed.
The lot is an old poster,
Everything that happened is at stake.
Quickly and without mistakes
Your tongue found its way to my gums.
[Transition]
Nostrils, wine plus
Air are to blame.
It's already a late night
And we're going to your place.
[Chorus, x2]
It's not worth, it's not worth to fall in love,
It's better to keep the distance.
But it might happen like that -
That body doesn't have the power to resist.
1. (1) GOST (gosstandart) - the standard of the state which is utilized throughout the former member countries of the Soviet Union and addresses specifications and safety requirements for every industry.