| [ti:she belongs to me] | |
| [ar:bob dylan] | |
| [00:01.982] | She's got everything she needs, |
| [00:04.310] | She's an artist,she don't look back. |
| [00:10.535] | She's got everything she needs, |
| [00:12.804] | She's an artist,she don't look back. |
| [00:18.920] | She can take the dark out of the nighttime |
| [00:21.517] | And paint the daytime black. |
| [00:23.881] | You will start out standing |
| [00:30.59] | Proud to steal her anything she sees. |
| [00:36.141] | You will start out standing |
| [00:38.573] | Proud to steal her anything she sees. |
| [00:44.976] | But you will wind up peeking through her keyhole |
| [00:48.572] | Down upon your knees. |
| [00:53.477] | She never stumbles, |
| [00:54.453] | She's got no place to fall. |
| [01:01.840] | She never stumbles, |
| [01:03.15] | She's got no place to fall. |
| [01:10.678] | She's nobody's child, |
| [01:12.932] | The Law can't touch her at all. |
| [01:44.556] | She wears an Egyptian ring |
| [01:47.204] | That sparkles before she speaks. |
| [01:53.149] | She wears an Egyptian ring |
| [01:55.936] | That sparkles before she speaks. |
| [02:01.764] | She's a hypnotist collector, |
| [02:04.203] | You are a walking antique. |
| [02:10.584] | Bow down to her on Sunday, |
| [02:13.81] | Salute her when her birthday comes. |
| [02:19.279] | Bow down to her on Sunday, |
| [02:21.471] | Salute her when her birthday comes. |
| [02:27.621] | For Halloween give her a trumpet |
| [02:30.207] | And for Christmas,buy her a drum. |