Yak to meni molodomu ta y zabutysya,
Pishov by ya do divok, nema v shcho vzutysya.
Krashche pidu v svit blukaty nohamy bosymy,
Ta y zaroblyu kopiychynu poky do oseny.

Hey, kvartyru i mashynu
I hroshi, hroshi, hroshi.
Hey, shchey harni na zymu.
Burky chy butinky?!

Oy z-za hory kam’yanoyi nebo krayet'sya,
Yide Yurkesh na mashyni, posmichayet'sya.
I divchata honorovi zalycyayut'sya,
Bo divchata zavzdy krutyat'sya tam, de mayut'sya,

Hey, kvartyry i mashyny
I hroshi, hroshi, hroshi.
Hey, shchey harni na zymu.
Burky chy butinky?!

Yak to meni molodomu ta y zabutysya... (2)

Hey, kvartyry i mashyny
I hroshi, hroshi, hroshi.
Hey, shchey harni na zymu.
Burky chy butinky?! (2)