Лесик і Карпо — Киця Захотіла На Море

How so, how so — I worked like a mule almost all year, Saved every coin, stashed it in a nest egg, Thought we’d chill with the boys and have a blast.

But you put me before a fact: A last-minute hot deal showed up out of nowhere. And you said I could choose — Either we go to the sea, or get the hell out of the house.

Boys, “I am sorry,” My kitty wanted the sea. It’s not my fault, “I am sorry,” She just really, really wanted the sea.

How so, well how so — Instead of fishing I ended up on a plane. The boys with tents have long been on the Dnister, Catching fish, grilling shashlik on the fire.

And for you I put on a happy face, And somehow I’m flying off to some Maldives. And you said I could choose — Either we go to the sea, or get the hell out of the house.

Boys, “I am sorry,” My kitty wanted the sea. It’s not my fault, “I am sorry,” She just really, really wanted the sea.

Boys, “I am sorry,” My kitty wanted the sea. It’s not my fault, “I am sorry,” She just really, really wanted the sea.