Old - Motorama
Composer：Vladislav Parshin
I love the taste of cigarettes
I love the taste of alcohol
Soon I'll give my body a rest
And I'll let my hair grow long
I'm halfway to my bed in the endless corridor
Where I feel the smell of cigarettes
Where I feel the smell of alcohol
You're growing old
You're growing old
You're growing old
I love the taste of cigarettes
I love the taste of alcohol
Soon I'll give my body a rest
And I'll let my hair grow long
I don't want to make an effort
But I don't want to be alone
To love me in the taste of cigarettes
To love me in the taste of alcohol
You're growing old
You're growing old
You're growing old
You said that my suit
Looks better on a hanger
You said that my suit
Looks better on a hanger
I love the taste of cigarettes
I love the taste of alcohol
I'll give my body a rest
And I'll let my hair grow long
I'm halfway to my bed in the endless corridor
Where I feel the smell of cigarettes
Where I feel the smell of alcohol
You're growing old
You're growing old
You're growing old
