Belshazzar
Bob Dylan
3:23Under control She's gonna make a graveyard fence Just how much was too many things Your heart was taken beneath the floor Arrows to ashtray, say it once more That she's ready to go, but no, she ain't ready to go Well, she told me that she's taken me underneath her soul She's on her hands and then you know your too hot to hold But once you get her she's under control Under control Then you head on down, please go to the corner Police man will turn her way out there Comb on his face, longing beneath her Yeah, the windows shake, she said I've got some money but she's too hot to hold Watch out, she wants you, she's down in her soul She's a rhinestone woman But she's heart and soul She's been 'round and been made up, let it roll But she's under control, under control, under control Well, tombstone baby, but I'll rave on the night "Don't mind me, brother," she said one more time "Don't mind me, sister," she said once again Playin' time to pass the show, button up for ten, yeah She don't need no gratitude to hold her hand She's stayin' on hold She's sure to hold Yes but, but now she's havin' it and she's hot to hold I'd rather be made but she's hard as stone She's under control, under control, under control Under control, under control