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 awake 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

Nat King Cole