Verse 1

Denis comes in with a grin and a plan,

Bashkir tea steaming warm in his hand.

He says, “There’s a story I’ve got to confess,”

Then laughs at himself and forgets the rest.

Pre-Chorus

Cup by the mirror, towel on the rail,

He’s got a bold little tale to tell.

I raise one brow, he starts to blush,

Then we both burst out laughing in the shower rush.

Chorus

Denis loves men, let the whole room know,

Bashkir tea and a heart that can glow.

Catchy little secret, no need to pretend,

Sip by sip, let the good times begin.

Denis loves men, and he’s feeling just right,

Tea in the shower and a grin so bright.

Raise up your cup, let the whole world see,