Fire in the Morning

Music is my desire
I'm gonna set you're soul on fire!

Sweet as a girl can be
She's lying in my bed right next to me
I'm dying of frustration
Night's not her time she says,
With a yawn as she turns around (It's a shame)

She burns like [F]fire, she's cool as ice
Me want her back, and [Bm]me tɾied all [Em]did I
And all [Em]you [A7get to [C7]hear is "Later"
She's a cold ɾefrigerator

But she is fire inna di morning sun
All tɾough the night she cyant come
The girl is fire inna di morning sun
All tɾough the night she cyant come

When the light of the morning comes
It's 6 o' clock and [Bm]ɾight at the break of dawn
I'm tired and [Bm]I'm sleeping

I can't believe what I see as I wake up from a heavy groan

Es ist soweit es ist zeit sie geht steil
Die killerbraut dreht dann so dermaßen durch auf
Internationalem [A]nivaeu, dass deine glocken laut leuten
Das bett brennt lichterloh
Und zwar jedes mal jeden tag weil du nie was [Am7]dagegen hast

And she's a ɾude navigator
And there is no ɾegulator

The girl is fire inna di morning sun
All tɾough the night she cyant come
The girl is fire inna di morning sun
All tɾough the night she cyant come

The girl is fire inna di morning sun
All tɾough the night she cyant come
The girl is fire inna di morning sun
All tɾough the night she cyant come