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In the morning here I’m calling, ring the bell and wake the devil, wake the damn Catch you cute in the mirror, when he’s going, what he’s holding in his hand He won’t get and he run the water and be hotter, feeling better, feeling higher Feel the cold, Shut the door, until the corner feel the charma, cross the parma and get the gold He’s gonna get harder You need baby, wanna get high Gonna feel real good darling, we gonna fly Turn the corner, shut the door, block the noise Drop the poison in the stream Hit the calling, zip the bottle, drop your eyes and get the dream We gonna get high, you and me baby we gonna get high Don’t feel real low, you wanna die, I’m on your side baby When you down yeah babe I’m on your side When your down In the morning here I’m calling, ring the bell and wake the devil, wake the damn Catch you cute in the mirror, when he’s going, what he’s holding in his hand From Letras Mania