you will start out standing

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 the 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 give her a trumpet
And for Christmas, buy her a drum


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"She Belongs To Me"
Bob Dylan
album:  Bringing It All Back Home

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