Bob Dylan
She Belongs to Me
[Verse 1]
She got everything she needs
She's an artist, she don't look back
She got everything she needs
She's an artist, she don't look back
She can take the dark out of the nighttime
And paint daytime black
[Verse 2]
You will start out standing
Proud to steal her anything she sees
You will start out standing
Proud to steal her anything she sees
Then you will wind up peeking
Through her keyhole down upon your knees
[Verse 3]
Bow down to her on Sunday
Salute her birthday comes
Bow down to her on Sunday
Salute her birthday comes
For Halloween buy her a trumpet
For Christmas get her a drum