[INTRO]
Perhaps the most interesting thing about this whole affair is the gastronomic world. Waiters, bosses, gods of night and day, big and small, in the bar and in cocktail bar, in the bar, and behind the scenes
[VERSE 1]
The first thing to go is (my) sense of rhythm
But I'm thinking: "Hey, maybe something good will come out of it "
Then I'm thinking: "Christ, why do I have to be here"
But third tequila bottle kills the sense of shame
The parquet palled on everyone I don't have to hide it anymore
That alcohol is dancing with me, waltz after waltz
First we dance tango, then something inspired by the samba
I'm spinning down the Karowa to go back up along Tamka
I'm peering at teenagers. Before they used to go out rarely
Now they fell into this city swamp and keep lying to their mothers
Naked legs wearing high heels, I wonder what daddy says
I crossed the road on a red light, I get a ticket. Awesome
It will suck in the morning, now I don't give a shit
The truth is, I haven't gone out for so long...
I go back to Krakowskie and fall, I don't know what I fell on
All I hear is laugh of these girls stupid and fat just like
Grzegorz Lato
[REFRAIN]
And nearby at Zakąski behind the bar Mr. Roman boogies and jumps into conversations
And nearby at Kamienie all husbands are gone so thatch widows give each other wet kisses
And nearby at Bistro, loves tend to bind quickly and trail away the next day
Warsaw triangle. Warsaw triangle
Perhaps the most interesting thing about this whole affair is the gastronomic world. Waiters, bosses, gods of night and day, big and small, in the bar and in cocktail bar, in the bar, and behind the scenes
[VERSE 1]
The first thing to go is (my) sense of rhythm
But I'm thinking: "Hey, maybe something good will come out of it "
Then I'm thinking: "Christ, why do I have to be here"
But third tequila bottle kills the sense of shame
The parquet palled on everyone I don't have to hide it anymore
That alcohol is dancing with me, waltz after waltz
First we dance tango, then something inspired by the samba
I'm spinning down the Karowa to go back up along Tamka
I'm peering at teenagers. Before they used to go out rarely
Now they fell into this city swamp and keep lying to their mothers
Naked legs wearing high heels, I wonder what daddy says
I crossed the road on a red light, I get a ticket. Awesome
It will suck in the morning, now I don't give a shit
The truth is, I haven't gone out for so long...
I go back to Krakowskie and fall, I don't know what I fell on
All I hear is laugh of these girls stupid and fat just like
Grzegorz Lato
[REFRAIN]
And nearby at Zakąski behind the bar Mr. Roman boogies and jumps into conversations
And nearby at Kamienie all husbands are gone so thatch widows give each other wet kisses
And nearby at Bistro, loves tend to bind quickly and trail away the next day
Warsaw triangle. Warsaw triangle
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