Tufli "aladiny", shkiryanyi pidzak,
Yidu ya na busi – ya krutyi chuvak.
Na ruci pechatka, na shyyi cepura –
Za ce mene shanuye horods'ka bratva.

Vsi pacany znayomi – kompaniya blatna,
Torhuyem na bazari – my reket-hanstyera! Hanstyera!
My reket-hanstyera! Hanstyera!
My reket-hanstyera! Hanstyera!

Odnoho razu v misto na Pruti
Pryyichaly bandity – vony maly na meti
Probyty vsi rozklady, shchob pid sebe vse pidm’yaty
I kovdru obshchakovu v sviy bik peresuvaty.

Nastroyeni seryozno ti pacany buly:
Kazaly, shcho lyuboho pirvut' na katrany.
Usi vony oditi v kostyumy "adidas",
V kyshenyach pistolety, mobilky napokaz.

Toz ya kazav tobi – to reket-hanstyera! Hanstyera!
To reket-hanstyera! Hanstyera!
Toz ya kazav tobi – to reket-hanstyera! Hanstyera!

Zyttya sami napryahy, ya yidu po dilach
Yakyis' mudak na dzypi peredi mniyu vstryah.
Yomu ya posyhnalyv – vin palec' pokazav,
I tym nezhrabnym zestom zyttya sobi zpsuvav. (vav-vau)

Ya byv yoho u hrudy i bachyv te oblychchya,
Yake meni krychalo, shcho pacaniv poklyche.
A ya pytavsya trychi: "Chi fachi, choloviche?!" *
"Chi fachi, choloviche?!"

Osinnye sonce syaye, pade pozovklyi lyst,
U likars'kych zurnalach lysh foto zberehlys'.
Bo navit' ne zdohaduvalys' chotyry tych orla,
Yaka potuzna syla v slovach otych bula.

Koly pytav toy trychi: "Chy fachi, choloviche?"
To cym vin reshtu bandy psychichno pokalichyv.
Yim stalo zrozumilo, shcho tut ye ne kurort:
Put'ovka sy skinchyla – pora v aeroport.

"Chi fachi, choloviche?!" Pora v aeroport!
"Chi fachi, choloviche?!" Pora v aeroport! Aeroport!
"Chi fachi, choloviche?!" Pora v aeroport!
"Chi fachi, choloviche?!" Pora v aeroport! Aeroport!