She belongs to me (Dylan)
She's got everything she needs She's an artist, she don't look back She's
got everything she needs She's an artist, she don't look back She can take
the dark out of nighttime And paint the daytime black
You will start
out standing Proud to steal her anything she sees You will start out
standing Proud to steal her anything she sees But you will wind up peeking
through her keyhole Down upon your knees
She never stumbles She's
got no place to fall She never stumbles She's got no place to fall
She's nobody's child The Law can't touch her at all
She wears an
Egyptian ring That sparkles before she speaks She wears an Egyptian ring
That sparkles before she speaks She's a hypnotist collector You are a
walking antique
Bow down to her on Sunday Salute her when her
birthday comes Bow down to her on Sunday Salute her when her birthday
comes For Halloween buy her a trumpet And for Christmas, give it a drum |