Mala Sara — Тонка Як Голка

I walked in, the
DJ’s stunned, forgot
Where the play button is.
The bartender dropped his glass.
The security guard whistled.
Everyone asks, who is she.
I say, there’s only one like me.
The moment
I took a step, the whole dance floor followed.
I wanted to be polite and pretty, not for nothing, why hide such beauty.
Need to amaze the guys.
My waist is thin as a needle, without me every party is boring.
And I am prettier than Marilyn Monroe.
Let’s drink some wine to that.
My waist is thin as a needle.
Without me every party is boring.
I am prettier than marilyn monroe.
Let’s drink some wine to that.
I just posted a photo.
The internet crashed for a minute.
Guys are writing:
"Oh, what a beauty!"
I say, "Is that really me?" if
Monroe looked, she’d say,
"Wow, I’ve never seen one like this.
You’ve taken my title away."
I wanted to be polite and pretty, not for nothing.
Why hide such beauty?
Need to amaze the guys.
My waist is thin as a needle.
Without me every party is boring.
I am prettier than marilyn monroe.
Let’s drink some wine to that.
My waist is thin as a needle.
Without me every party is boring.
I am prettier than marilyn monroe.
Let’s drink some wine to that.