[Verse 1]
Here is the beach — red-hot frying-pan
So what if the water cooled down
Let's take a dip and warm up on the coast
Look, someone left a rusty grill
I'll mix up some konjac and Baikal, spread the towel
[Chorus]
Now this beach is ours. All the fuss - hooey
My work experience, your makeup
Now this beach is ours. How old are you?
I wouldn't guess...
[Verse 2]
People say that lead was mined here before, my father taught me to swim here
And newlywеds used to put locks in honor of the union of hearts on thе bridge
And also, I had feeling that something touches me on the bottom
And behind the forest the vans used to rattle in the same way
[Chorus]
Now this beach is ours. All the fuss - hooey
My work experience, your makeup
And this beach is ours. Sorry, there is no souffle
Only grillage
[Instrumental break]
[Chorus]
Now this beach is ours. All the fuss - hooey
My work experience, your makeup
Now this beach is ours. How old are you?
I wouldn't guess...
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I wouldn't guess...
I wouldn't guess...
I wouldn't guess...