Day in, day out
The same old voodoo follows me about
The same old pounding in my heart, whenever I think of you
And darling 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 wake with a tingle
One possibility in view
The 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
The 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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