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She Belongs to Me
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.
 
> Other songs from Bob Dylan’s Greatest Hits, Vol. 2
A Hard Rain’s A-gonna Fall
Down in The Flood
If Not for You
It’s All Over Now, Baby Blue
I’ll Be Your Baby Tonight
Just Like Tom Thumb’s Blues
Maggie’s Farm
Quinn The Eskimo
Tomorrow is a Long Time
Tonight I’ll Be Staying Here With You
Watching The River Flow
When I Paint My Masterpiece
You Ain’t Goin’ Nowhere
All Along The Watchtower
All I Really Want to Do
Don’t Think Twice, It’s All Right
I Shall Be Released
Lay, Lady, Lay
My Back Pages
Stuck Inside of Mobile With The Memphis Blues Again