<David Bowie> page <Five Years 1969-1973 (CD 5 - Ziggy Stardust (2003 Mix)> album page |
Hang On To YourselfWell she's a tongue twisting storm, she will come to theshow 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.] |