Las Seis De La Mañana
Joe Vasconcellos
Six in the Morning
It's six in the morning, no one can speak
The party's over and no one can blink
And that deceptive woman, how she made me dream
She took me to the sky and now she makes me wake up
The night is coming to an end, oh!
And I'm left wanting more
And another dance with you, oh!
And a spot in your bed (whoa, whoa, whoa, oh, oh)
The heat of her back, that woman's instinct
Do whatever you want, let me feel your skin
Cover up, it's cold, don’t try to console
Sleep now, in a bit we’ll have to wake up
The night is coming to an end, oh!
And I'm left wanting more
And another dance with you, oh!
And a spot in your bed (whoa, whoa, whoa, oh, oh)
Dig deep inside, find what you can
Maybe there's something left that we can save
And that deceptive woman, how she made me dream
She took me to the sky and now she makes me wake up
The night is coming to an end, oh!
And I'm left wanting more
And another dance with you, oh!
And a spot in your bed (whoa, whoa, whoa, oh, oh)
