D C G D C G [Verse]F#m A Well, she's a tongue twisting storm, she will come to the show tonightB F#m A B Praying to the light machineF#m A She wants my honey not my money, she's a funky-thigh collectorB F#m A B Laying on electric dreams [Chorus]C D C D Well come on, come on, we've really got a good thing goingC D C Well come on, well come on, if you think we're gonna make itA D C G D C G You better hang on to yours..e..lf[Verse]F#m A We can't dance, we don't talk much, we just ball and playB F#m A B But then we move like tigers on vaselineF#m A Well, the bitter comes out better on a stolen guitarB F#m A B You're the blessed, we're The Spiders From Mars [Chorus]C D C D Well come on, come on, we've really got a good thing goingC D C Well come on, well come on, if you think we're gonna make itA D C G D C G You better hang on to yours..e..lf Come on [Solo]A D A D Lay it on... [Chorus]C D C D Come on, come on, we've really got a good thing goingC D C Well come on, well come on, if you think we're gonna make itA D C G D C G You better hang on to yours..e..lfC D C D Well come on, come on, we've really got a good thing goingC D C Well come on, well come on, if you think we're gonna make itA D C G D C G You better hang on to yours..e..lf [Outro Solo]A D A D Until fade
Hang On To Yourself
David Bowie
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