Grito Número Cento e Noventa e Oito:

YOU CAN CALL ME (YOUR) DR. TOM


I wait your calls at midnight
I'm here to prove you're right

I'm here to make you feel like gold
When you're feeling like a dime

I always dream about your smile
Saying me that everything it's fine
Our laugh is ours
Your hapiness is mine
Count on me forever
It's not a question of time
Finish up your drinks and we can say goodbye
Or at least we can try.