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September nights are warm and bright
The boys are out, the mood is right
Cold beer waiting, city lights
But Maxim works through endless nights
He knows the hustle, knows the game
He chases money, builds his name
But while he counts another stack
His friends are shouting, Come on back
Winter is coming, snow is on the way
You cannot earn it all in one day
Moscow is calling, the crew is outside
Maxim, my brother, come enjoy the ride
Maxim, where the hell did you go
Your friends are waiting, dont you know
Drop all the worries, leave work behind
Cold beer, good laughs, thats what you need tonight
Maxim, where the hell did you go
The whole damn neighborhood wants you to show
You can make money tomorrow, thats alright
Come party with your friends tonight
You work all day, you work all night
You chase the cash till morning light
But all that money will never be
Worth more than friends and a memory
Its still September, the air is warm
Before the snow and winter storm
So grab your jacket, grab your beer
The boys are waiting, come on here
Winter is coming, snow is on the way
You cannot earn it all in one day
Moscow is calling, the crew is outside
Maxim, my brother, come enjoy the ride
Maxim, where the hell did you go
Your friends are waiting, dont you know
Drop all the worries, leave work behind
Cold beer, good laughs, thats what you need tonight
Maxim, where the hell did you go
The whole damn neighborhood wants you to show
You can make money tomorrow, thats alright
Come party with your friends tonight
Hey Maxim, put the laptop down
There is a party somewhere in town
The bills can wait, the work can too
Tonight the boys are waiting for you
One more deal, one more call
Brother, you cannot earn it all
September is fading, the snow will fall
So come back to the crew before winter calls
Maxim, where the hell did you go
Your friends are waiting, dont you know
Drop all the worries, leave work behind
Cold beer, good laughs, thats what you need tonight
Maxim, where the hell did you go
Come back to Moscow, come back to the show
Let the money sleep, let the good times grow
Maxim, my brother, lets go, lets go
September is warm, the night is young
The beer is cold, the song is sung
Forget the money, forget the grind
Maxim, come back, the boys are outside
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