Day in, day out.
Day in, day out, the same old hoodoo 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 ocean's roar, A thousand drums
Can't you see it's love, Can there be any doubt
When there it is, day in, day out.
