Текст песни 3 Balloons

I call you from the car to say I'll be there in a while

A short plane ride and I will get to see your pretty smile

There's nothing on the radio- I fiddle with the dial

Then I see a sign- the airports just another mile

I check my bags and think about how much I hate to fly

And as I near security I almost start to cry

Well I hope that law enforcement agents can't tell from my face

I've got 3 balloons of coke in an uncomfortable place

I'm sweating and I'm nervous and I need a little air

Cause with 4 balloons of heroin it's getting crowded up in there

Crowded up in there

My mind is all a jumble and my blood is cold as ice

I dread the thought of having to unload this merchandise

Relax, I say, it's not so bad- it might feel kinda nice

Besides, who hasn't had a finger up there ince or twice?

I must remember don't leave any drugs inside the host

I did that once and a girl who tossed my salad overdosedStephen Lynch - 3 Balloons - http://ru.motolyrics.com/stephen-lynch/3-balloons-lyrics.html

Well I say a little prayer- Hail Maria, Full of Grace

I've got 3 balloons of coke in an uncomfortable place

I'm sweating and I'm nervous and I need a little air

And I swear I'm farting lines of blow into my underwear

From my derriere

I was a little eager when I loaded up my stash

5 balloons of ecstasy, 6 balloons of hash

8 balloons of L.S.D, 9 of sensi mild

A box of chinese fireworks- a Guatemalan Child

I've made it to the gate now and my joy I can't contain

I board the aircraft; take my seat in the cockpit of the plane

As I taxi down the runway, I get a smile on my face

I've got 3 balloons of coke in an uncomfortable place

Flight crew prepare for takeoff as I lift us into air

And by the way, does anyone want to buy a Guatemalan child?

From my derriere