Description
- Artist: David Bowie
- Title: Hang On To Yourself
- Backing Track: Midi File
LYRICS:
Ooo, she’s a tongue-twisting storm
She’ll come to the show tonight
Praying to the light machine
She wants my honey, not my money
She’s a funky thigh-collector
Laying on electric dreams
Oh, come on, oh, 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
Well, 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
Come on, oh
Lay it on
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
Well, come on, well, 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
Come on, ah, come on, ah
Come on, ah, come on, ah
Come on, ah, come on, ah
Come on, ah
Come on, ah
Come on, ah
