Yoav Dionysus - Get It

The devil is my parther
Punishes me every day
I enjoy it every day
His silence is what hurts the most
On the weekends it's the host
Makes orgies as in the time of dionysus
The doors never close
Can last up to months
I must not to tell you
Nothing is new
You already know what to choose

Go for you want
Let me be your confidant
Go for what is your
Get it, get it, get it
Let's go
Get it, get it, get it
Let's go
Get it, get it, get it
Let's go
Get it, get it, get it
Let's go
Go for the root
Go for the fruit

When you open the doors
It no longer closes
He knows it all
You just have to call
Always answer
Who am i talking about?
You know the answer
You will know who is
You need the truth
Get it

Get it, get it, get it
Let's go
Get it, get it, get it
Let's go
Get it, get it, get it
Let's go
Get it, get it, get it
Let's go
Get it, get it, get it
Let's go
Go for the root
Go for the fruit
Get it, get it, get it
Let's go
Get it, get it, get it
Let's go
Get it, get it, get it
Go for the root
Go for the fruit

Hell in my hands
Fun in my pants
Makes orgies as in the time of dionysus
The doors never close
Can last up to months
I must not to tell you
Nothing is new
You already know what to choose

Go for you want
Let me be your confidant
Go for what is your
Get it, get it, get it
Let's go
Get it, get it, get it
Let's go
Get it, get it, get it
Let's go
Get it, get it, get it
Let's go
Get it, get it, get it
Let's go
Get it, get it, get it
Let's go

Written by:
Yoav Ocaña Hernández

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