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Herbal Nurse

Kukukukukuku if you have a heasache (x2)
I'll give you the medicine, to live 100 years (x2)
 
I wear a skirt with two pockets
I became a Herbal Nurse
I cure diseases, I heal wounds
Because the governmenet doesn't forbid me to do so
 
If someone needs medicine, I'm the pharmacy to go to
I raise the stomach, fold the naval
And I give a dry shave
Ohhhhh.....
 
Moulin Rouge, Moulin Rouge,
My 5th husband has died
I gave all them the herb
Of Hellebore, Hellebore
 
I copy the recipes
I'm already cooking up the cure in my head
I recognized every illness
Even when you have cancer
 
I cured Stanimir
He had ulcers in his stomach
And rheumatism still on his bones
God, please forgive his soul
 
Recipe, Recipe
To the black cat, I say shoo
Cuz when it passes you by
You too, will die
 
Boil tea just like eggs
And don't worry about misfortunes
You'll feel an increased heartrate
You'll be faster than a pig
 
When I mix different herbs
I raise many heads
When you bond different herbs
Even the handicapped can move
 
Raskovnik, Raskovnik
I'm familiar with every trick
By the recipe I go step by step,
One two, One two
 
When a woman isn't fertile
And she can't have anymore kids
Let her just drink some grass
And she'll be back to the way she was
 
When your wife is nagging you
Just give her some nerium
Yes, that plant is worth money
It stops every fight
 
Neirum, Neirum
Every womam isn't fair
That's why her husband beats her
Left and Right
 
If someone asks me
Stone-soup is for every woman
And the most beautiful, just like a Goddess
Approach him just like a shruberry
 
Juice from radish and whey
Has been known to extinguish every illness
If it still persists after that
Then it's necessary to pray
 
Black coal, green dish
You cannot hide from your faith
You've stepped on the track
Poor you, poor you
 
I cook grass and hyoscyama
And municiple tax-collectors
Cuz they need soemthing from me
So my tax becomes lower
 
I left behind a thick furrow
From my teas I buy a mazda
And from hay and blossoms
I have 5 cottages
 
Hahaha, hahaha
From the hyoscyama I make tea
When you drink that tea
The crazy runs around confused
 
If your peer listens to you
Then your throat sings
And if he doesn't listen
He will end up doing penance
 
I even heal doctors with my tea
When they battle an illness for long
When the illness has gotten so severe
That not even the needle will help
 
Squeeze, Squeeze
When the cigarette burns out
Not even I can help
Oh, fate is cruel
 
Kukukukukukuku
Kukukukukuku if you have a headache
I'll give you the medicine, to live 100 years...
 


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