Sitting on a BarbedWire Fence — текст песни (Bob Dylan)

I paid fifteen million dollars, twelve hundred and seventy-two cents

I paid one thousand two hundred twenty-seven dollars and fifty-five cents

See my hound dog bite a rabbit

And my footballs sittin on a barbed-wire fence



Well, my temperature rises and my feet dont walk so fast

Yes, my temperature rises and my feet dont walk so fast

Well, this arabian doctor came in, gave me a shot

But wouldnt tell me if what I had would last



Well, this woman Ive got, shes filling me with her drive

Yes, this woman Ive got, shes thrillin me with her hive

Shes calling me stan

Or else she calls me mister clive



Of course, youre gonna think this song is a riff

I know youre gonna think this song is a cliff

Unless youve been inside a tunnel

And fell down 69, 70 feet over a barbed-wire fence



All night!