Day-In Day-Out
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Stay-In Fade-Out
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Day-In Oo Oo
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Day-Out Oo Oo Oo
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She was born in a handbag
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Love left
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on a doorstep
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What she lacks is a backup
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Nothing seems to make a dent
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Gonna find her some money honey
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Try to pay her rent
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That's the kind of protection everyone is shouting about
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[CHORUS]
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Day-In Day-Out
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Stay-In Fade-Out
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Day-In Oo Oo
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Day-Out Oo Oo Oo
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First thing she learns is
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she's a citizen
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Some things they turn out right
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When you're under the USA
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Something rings a bell
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and it's all over
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She's going out her way
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Stealing for that one good rush
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Day-In Day-Out
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Stay-In Fade-Out
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She could use a little money
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She's hangin' on his arms
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like a cheap suit
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She's got no money, honey
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She's on the other side
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Oh come on little baby
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Late night, big town,
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police, shake down
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Oo Oo
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Oo Oo
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Day-In Day-Out
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Stay-In Fade-Out
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Oo Oo
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Oo Oo
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Day-In Day-Out
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Stay-In Fade-Out
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She's got a ticket to nowhere
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She's gonna take a train ride
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Nobody knows her, or knows her name
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She's in the pocket of a home boy
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Oo she's gonna take her a shotgun Pow
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Spin the grail spin the drug
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She's gonna make them well aware
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She's an angry gal
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Day-In Day-Out
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Stay-In Fade-Out
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Suddenly there's angels everywhere
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Angels in a ton of sound
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And they shootin' her down
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Shootin her with video-drugs-bullets and promises
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Day In Day Out
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| David Bowie |
