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Rustle of heels, bob hair and a mini-skirt,
You were tangled in me, like a fly in a cobweb.
Already home on the clock, keys jingle in my pocket,
You in me, and me in you, like opium in a druggie.
You asked me to call - seven numbers, two coins.
I'm so sweet, as sweet as candies,
Already midnight on the clock and you're in my trap,
You in me, and me in you, like opium in a druggie.

Run away, Shuga-Shuga!
Run away, Shuga-Shuga!

Sidewalks and lights float before my eyes,
You searched for me, but in vain - I'm like a small fish in the ocean.
I spun, spun and lips are again in red
By insensible degrees I swam, you called me in vain.
Rustle-rustle of heels, bob hair and a mini skirt,
You were tangled in me like a fly in a cobweb.
On the clocks already to home, keys jingle in my pocket,
You in me, and me in you, like opium in a druggie.

Run away, Shuga-Shuga!
Run away, Shuga-Shuga!
Run away, Shuga-Shuga!
Run away, Shuga-Shuga!
Run away, Shuga-Shuga!
Run away, Shuga-Shuga!

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