Текст песни David Bowie - Hang On To Yourself, слова песни David Bowie

Текст песни David Bowie - Hang On To Yourself

David Bowie - Hang On To Yourself слова песни

Well she`s a tongue twisting storm, she will come to the
show tonight
Praying to the light machine
She wants my honey not my money she`s a funky-thigh
collector
Layin` on `lectric dreams

[CHORUS]
So come on, come on
we`ve really got a good thing going
Well come on, well come on
If you think we`re gonna make it
You better hang on to yourself

We can`t dance, we don`t talk much
We just ball and play
But then we move like tigers on vaseline
Well the bitter comes out better on a stolen guitar
You`re the blessed, we`re the Spiders from Mars

[CHORUS (x3)]

Come on, ah, come on, ah [repeat ad inf.]

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Hang On To Yourself

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