Song | She Belongs To Me (Live) |
Artist | Bob Dylan |
Album | Bob Dylan: Melbourne, Australia (bootleg) |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
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 |
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 |
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 |