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(Bob Dylan) |
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Nobody feels any pain |
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Tonight as I stand inside the rain |
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Ev'rybody knows |
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That Baby's got new clothes |
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But lately I see her ribbons and her bows |
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Have fallen from her curls. |
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She takes just like a woman, yes, she does |
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She makes love just like a woman, yes, she does |
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And she aches just like a woman |
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But she breaks just like a little girl. |
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Queen Mary, she's my friend |
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Yes, I believe I'll go see her again |
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Nobody has to guess |
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That Baby can't be blessed |
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Till she sees finally that she's like all the rest |
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With her fog, her amphetamine and her pearls. |
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She takes just like a woman, yes, she does |
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She makes love just like a woman, yes, she does |
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And she aches just like a woman |
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But she breaks just like a little girl. |
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It was raining from the first |
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And I was dying there of thirst |
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So I came in here |
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And your long-time curse hurts |
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But what's worse |
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Is this pain in here |
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I can't stay in here |
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Ain't it clear that-- |
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I just can't fit |
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Yes, I believe it's time for us to quit |
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When we meet again |
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Introduced as friends |
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Please don't let on that you knew me when |
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I was hungry and it was your world. |
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Ah, you fake just like a woman, yes, you do |
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You make love just like a woman, yes, you do |
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Then you ache just like a woman |
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But you break just like a little girl. |
