| Lyrics: | by Bob Dylan and Jacques Levy
Rita May, Rita May,
You got your body in the
way.
You're so damn nonchalant
But it's your mind that I want.
You got me huffin' and
a-puffin',
Next to you I feel like nothin',
Rita May.
Rita May, Rita
May,
How'd you ever get that way?
When do you ever see the light?
Don't you ever feel
a fright?
You got me burnin' and I'm turnin'
But I know I must be learnin',
Rita
May.
All my friends have told me
If I hang around with you
That I'll go
blind
But I know that when you hold me
That there really must be somethin'
On your
mind.
Rita May, Rita May,
Laying in a stack of hay,
Do you remember where you
been?
What's that crazy place you're in?
I'm gonna have to go to college
'Cause you
are the book of knowledge,
Rita May |
