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
 [bad word] rain [bad word] shine
I meet you and to me the day is fine
Then i kiss your lips, and the pounding [bad word] 
An oceans roar, a thousand [bad word] 
Can't you see it's love, can there be any doubt
When there it is, day in - day out