Lyrics: Sms-ochka

My s lyubimym rasstavalis' na vokzal'chike
Tam drug-druzhke celovali ruki, pal'chiki
Ya opyat' yemu pytalas': bulki, ponchiki
I odna sidet' ostalas' na peronchike

Poyezd skrylsya daleko za gorizontikom
Ya yemu vo sled mahala dolgo zontikom
Celyj vecher ya rydala v zanovesochku
I lyubimomu poslala SMS-Ochku

A ty leti k nemu leti - SMS-Ochka
Podbodri yego v puti dobroj vestochkoj
A on ot radosti zatushit sigaretochku
I konechno zhe prishlyot mne otvetochku

Ya lyubimomu bez sovesti, zazreniya
Na mobilku shlyu svoi stihotvoreniya
A on mne prozoj otvechayet kak umeyetsya
I dushi vo mne ne sayet razumeyetsya

A my konechno s nim po-zhizni - lyudi raznyye
No vsegda sebe sumeyem sdelat' prazdniki
Vot svyaz' mobil'naya, skazhu bez lozhnoj skromnosti
Primirila nashi protivopolozhnosti

A ty leti k nemu leti - SMS-Ochka
Podbodri yego v puti dobroj vestochkoj
A on ot radosti zatushit sigaretochku
I konechno zhe prishlyot mne otvetochku

A ty leti k nemu leti - SMS-Ochka
Podbodri yego v puti dobroj vestochkoj
A on ot radosti zatushit sigaretochku
I konechno zhe prishlyot mne otvetochku

I konechno zhe prishlyot mne otvetochku
Nu konechno zhe prishlyot mne otvetochku