She's got everything she needs
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She's an artist, she don't look back
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She's got everything she needs
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She's an artist, she don't look back
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She can take the dark out of nighttime
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And paint the daytime black.
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You will start out standing
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Proud to steal her anything she sees
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You will start out standing
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Proud to steal her anything she sees
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But you will wind up peeking through her keyhole
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Down upon your knees.
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She never stumbles
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She's got no place to fall
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She never stumbles
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She's got no place to fall
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She's nobody's child
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The Law can't touch her at all.
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She wears an Egyptian ring
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That sparkles before she speaks
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She wears an Egyptian ring
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That sparkles before she speaks
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She's a hypnotist collector
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You are a walking antique.
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Bow down to her on Sunday
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Salute her when her birthday comes
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Bow down to her on Sunday
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Salute her when her birthday comes
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For Halloween buy her a trumpet
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And for Christmas, give it a drum.
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She Belongs To Me
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| Bob Dylan |
