day in, day out

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 awaken 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

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?