Наталья Михалева

Bum, bum, ba-da-ba-bum, bum, bum, ba-da-ba-bum, bum, bum, ba-da-ba-bum, bum, bum, bum, ba-da-ba-bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum,production, yeah Come on, I try to keep my cool, the phone is always draining Then I miss my bus, wait a brought the wrong drink They told me I should chill, sorry I came here The story of my life, every day is the same It's early in the morning, when I'm still yawning Please pull the curtain, cause the sun hurts My eyes hurt, summer's a fooling, winter is snowing Well, it's the case, but I think it's made Hope to Carl and Bob Take my food