sarah vaughan
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 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