(Al Kooper, I. Levine)
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I can't quit her
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She's got a hold on me
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She got her hand on my soul
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I can't quit her
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'cause I see her face everywhere I go
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In the city streets, in the country fields
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In the back of my mind
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I know it can't be real
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For a woman to possess
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all the tenderness she had
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But the hands of time
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keep tickin' on my back
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'cause it's been so long
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since I had her back beside me,
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Yeah, I know
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I can't quit her
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'cause in my darkest night
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she comes on like a light
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I can't quit her
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Try as I may, with all my might
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She had a woman's touch
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And a young girls eyes,
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and in seconds flat I was pros'lytized
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turned around,
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and made to feel sweet love
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But the hands of time
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Keep tickin' on my back
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'cause it's been so long
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since I had her back beside me
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True love is somethin'
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ev'ry young boy knows about
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and he fights his whole soul all the best to find some
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I was a young boy
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'till I held her in my arms
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now I find that I'm strung out behind some
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Hey!
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I can't quit her
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She got her hand on me
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she got a hold on my soul
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I can't quit her
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'cause I see her face everywhere I go
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I can't quit her, woo ooo yeah
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I know
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You know I see her face
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Everywhere I go!
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I need her...I need the little girl
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(Backwards Guitar Solo)
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(Horns until fade)
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I Can't Quit Her
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| Blood, Sweat & Tears |
