Day In-Day Out (Live In Paris/1962) - Frank Sinatra

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

The 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

Come rain come shine I first meet you and to me the day is fine

Then I kiss your lips and the pounding becomes

A very large ocean's roar just about nine thousand drums

Can't you see it's love can there be any doubt

When there it is and here it is

And there it is day in day out