David Bowie – Hang On To Yourself Lyrics  Share

From David Bowie's album: The Rise And Fall of Ziggy Stardust And The Spiders From Mars

(Bowie)

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
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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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