Well, I see you got your brand new leopard-skin pill-box hat
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Yes, I see you got your brand new leopard-skin pill-box hat
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Well, you must tell me, baby
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How your head feels under somethin' like that
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Under your brand new leopard-skin pill-box hat.
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Well, you look so pretty in it
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Honey, can I jump on it sometime ?
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Yes, I just wanna see
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If it's really that expensive kind
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You know it balances on your head
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Just like a mattress balances
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On a bottle of wine
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Your brand new leopard-skin pill-box hat.
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Well, if you wanna see the sun rise
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Honey, I know where
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We'll go out and see it sometime
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We'll both just sit there and stare
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Me with my belt
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Wrapped around my head
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And you just sittin' there
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In you brand new leopard-skin pill-box hat.
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Well, I asked the doctor if I could see you
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It's bad for your health, he said
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Yes, I disobeyed his orders
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I came to see you
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But I found him there instead
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You know, I don't mind him cheatin' on me
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But I sure wish he'd take that off his head
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Your brand new leopard-skin pill-box hat.
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Well, I see you got a new boyfriend
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You know, I never seen him before
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Well, I saw him
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Makin' love to you
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You forgot to close the garage door
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You might think he loves you for your money
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But I know what he really loves you for
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It's your brand new leopard-skin pill-box hat.
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Leopard-Skin Pill-Box Hat
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Bob Dylan |