Текст песни
She was driving down the highway
On the road to Chelny
No one was around her
But a bottle of jin
She had a tough week
Now she's got a new day
Don't ever try to baffle her –
Mind your own business
A good boy from Sarapul
Tries to be bad
He plays his music louder
Than a mother funky gang
He learned to be smart
But now he's playing the fool
And if you wanna judge him –
Mind your own business
People from the cities
Move to Izhevsk
They used to go up stairways
Now down the lesenka ways
They refuel at Ocean
And get high from Blue Screw.
Don't ever try to ape them –
Mind your own business
Mind your own business
Mind your own business
Mind your own business
