Dress It Up, Better Have It All Bob Dylan & The Band

[Verse 1]
"Oh, [?] feet and it hang, can't you see?" I groan
She says, "Oh, what's right." I said, "Jesus, don't take it at all."
She's a past-cold beauty, but she can't light a cannonball

[Verse 2]
Now, down by the river she's a-hop on her knees
And I holler to my baby, yelling, "Please, please, please!"
Oh, then I [?] her and doubt my chase at all
Now, no hoax [?] but it's that pure soul, and it's off the ball

[Verse 3]
Now, honey, I'm makin' a hot to road
[?] to leaving, but it's a heavy load
I said, "Oh, my babe. She don't meet me no half at all."
Dress it up, best to [?] better have it all

(Oh, let’s shake it up)

[Verse 4]
Well, hot dog, goody me, settle on a trail
[?] apart my knees I can't find my [?] find a nail
She [?] oh, bettеr hold mine up
Please, lеt's go, an' I hope it don't interrupt

(Oh, do it again, now
One time for the Bozo and his dog
Hot skimmin’, jumpaway
Yay, yay, yay, yay)