Who You Really Are
You got a brain just like a steam shovel
And I'm tar upon the road
You've got a body like a shotgun
That I'm trying to unload
If you are yin and yang
Then, baby, then I'm ego and id
I'm the Man from La Mancha
Whoever he is, and you're a bold El Cid
Well, come on, baby, I wanna know who you really are
Well, come on, baby, I wanna know who you really are
You got a beret just like Che Guevara
But your dresses makin' me see stars
Come on baby, I wanna know who you are
Who you really are
You got imagination like a lift
I'm stuck between the floors
Your soul looks like a doorman
I'm revolving in his doors
I try to read you like a book
You laugh between the lines
You got a sense of humor like a motorway
And I'm no exit sign
Well, come on, baby, I wanna know who you really are
Well, come on, baby, I wanna know who you really are
You tell us that you're going far
But how come your stocks are still where they are?
Come on, baby, I wanna know who you are
Who you really are, yeah
You've got a future like a family photo
And I'm just out of shot
Well, when your car is freezing over
My collar's getting hot
You're fighting wars in you're inside, and I'm a pacifist
But if you were my country, baby
You know I would enlist
I said, if you were my country, baby
You know I would enlist
Well, come on baby, I wanna know who you really are
Well, come on baby, I wanna know who you really are
Well, I guess I'm in the gutter, gazing at stars
Baby, don't tread me down too far
Guess I'm in the gutter, gazing at stars
But baby, don't tread me down too far
Guess I'm in the gutter, gazing at stars
Baby, don't tread me down too far
Come on baby, I wanna know
Come on baby, I wanna know
Aw, come on baby, I wanna know
Who you are
Who you really are
And I'm tar upon the road
You've got a body like a shotgun
That I'm trying to unload
If you are yin and yang
Then, baby, then I'm ego and id
I'm the Man from La Mancha
Whoever he is, and you're a bold El Cid
Well, come on, baby, I wanna know who you really are
Well, come on, baby, I wanna know who you really are
You got a beret just like Che Guevara
But your dresses makin' me see stars
Come on baby, I wanna know who you are
Who you really are
You got imagination like a lift
I'm stuck between the floors
Your soul looks like a doorman
I'm revolving in his doors
I try to read you like a book
You laugh between the lines
You got a sense of humor like a motorway
And I'm no exit sign
Well, come on, baby, I wanna know who you really are
Well, come on, baby, I wanna know who you really are
You tell us that you're going far
But how come your stocks are still where they are?
Come on, baby, I wanna know who you are
Who you really are, yeah
You've got a future like a family photo
And I'm just out of shot
Well, when your car is freezing over
My collar's getting hot
You're fighting wars in you're inside, and I'm a pacifist
But if you were my country, baby
You know I would enlist
I said, if you were my country, baby
You know I would enlist
Well, come on baby, I wanna know who you really are
Well, come on baby, I wanna know who you really are
Well, I guess I'm in the gutter, gazing at stars
Baby, don't tread me down too far
Guess I'm in the gutter, gazing at stars
But baby, don't tread me down too far
Guess I'm in the gutter, gazing at stars
Baby, don't tread me down too far
Come on baby, I wanna know
Come on baby, I wanna know
Aw, come on baby, I wanna know
Who you are
Who you really are
Credits
Writer(s): John Wesley Harding
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Other Album Tracks
Altri album
- It Happened One Night
- It Never Happened at All
- The Man With No Shadow (First Edition)
- Monkey and His Cat - Single
- The Man With No Shadow
- There's a Starbucks (Where a Starbucks Used to Be) [Live]
- Greatest Other People's Hits
- Making Love to Bob Dylan - Single
- Making Love to Bob Dylan 12" Single
- The Sound of His Own Voice
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