Perhaps (sic) another of the finest love songs ever written . . . . . .. I been wond’rin’ all about me
Ever since I seen you there
On the cliffs of your wildcat charms I’m riding
I know I’m ’round you but I don’t know where
You have slayed me, you have made me
I got to laugh halfways off my heels
I got to know, babe, will you surround me?
So I can know if I’m really real
Mama’s in the factory, she ain’t got no shoes…
again found at the brilliant phantomengineer by the stalwart, stedfast Dylan fan O My Soul
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