Текст песни BOB DYLAN - She Belongs To Me
BOB DYLAN - She Belongs To Me слова песни
Текст песни BOB DYLAN - She Belongs To Me
She's got everything she needsShe's an artist, she don't look backShe's got everything she needsShe's an artist, she don't look backShe can take the dark out of nighttimeAnd paint the daytime black.( )You will start out standingProud to steal her anything she seesYou will start out standingProud to steal her anything she seesBut you will wind up peeking through her keyholeDown upon your knees.She never stumblesShe's got no place to fallShe never stumblesShe's got no place to fallShe's nobody's childThe Law can't touch her at all.She wears an Egyptian ringThat sparkles before she speaksShe wears an Egyptian ringThat sparkles before she speaksShe's a hypnotist collectorYou are a walking antique.Bow down to her on SundaySalute her when her birthday comesBow down to her on SundaySalute her when her birthday comesFor Halloween buy her a trumpetAnd for Christmas, give it a drum.