Day In – Day Out

Day in – day out

That same old voodoo follows me about
That same old pounding in my heart, whenever I think of you
And baby I think of you

Day in and day out
Day out – day in

I needn’t tell you how my days begin
When I awake I get up with a tingle
One possibility in view
That possibility of maybe seeing you
Come rain – come shine
I meet you and to me the day is fine
Then I kiss your lips, and the pounding becomes
An oceans roar, a thousand drums
Can’t you see it’s love, can there be any doubt
When there it is, day in – day out

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