Damn!
It´s too late
It´s getting late
I must follow my way
What stand up the day
I´ve still slept in my bed
The mornin´, at 6 : 30
You´ve come home, to say me
You ring at home
Why you´ve come?
Don´t reflect to the death
Hey babe what´s happenin´?
I´m lookin´ to the time
Damn! To quarter to nine
You´re waitin´ my mind
You´re hopin´ my night

Why at 6 : 30
You come ´round me
Gimme what you got
´Cause I need hot
You might think I can cherish my ass
But I must believe that it´s too hard
I need a woman
For
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Damn!
It´s too late
It´s getting late
I must follow my way
What stand up the day
I´ve still slept in my bed
You think that I´m waitin´ you
You sink the knife but it´s true
But the life must of course paid
Sorry my friend but I´ve said
To don´t this it´s dangerous
Now I´m walkin´ so glamorous
No like a wich girl can make
Sorry but I know that you sank

Why at 6 : 30
You come ´round me
Gimme what you got
´Cause I need hot
You might think I can cherish my ass
But I must believe that it´s too hard
I need a woman
For
Doing this corrected