Hang On to Yourself (Live) - David Bowie (大卫·鲍伊)
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
Come on come on we've really got a good thing going
Come on 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
In other bitter comes out better on a stolen guitar
You're the blessed
We're the spiders from Mars
Come on come on we've really got a good thing going
Come on come on if you think we're gonna make it
You better hang on to yourself
Come on
Come on we've really got a good thing going
Come on come on if you think we're gonna make it
You better hang on to yourself
Come on come on we've really got a good thing going
Come on come on if you think we're gonna make it
You better hang on to yourself
Come on
Come on
Come on
Come on
Come on
Come on
Come on
Come on
Come on
