I Wanna Be Your Lover
Well, the rainman comes with his magic wand
And the judge says, "Mona can't have no bond"
And the walls collide, Mona cries
And the rainman leaves in the wolfman's disguise
I wanna be your lover, baby, I don't wanna be your man
I wanna be your lover, baby
I don't wanna be hers, I wanna be yours
Well, the undertaker in his midnight suit
Turns to the mad man, "Ain't you cute"
Well, the mad man he jumps up on the shelf
And he says, "You ain't so bad yourself"
I wanna be your lover, baby, I wanna be your man
I wanna be your lover, baby
I don't wanna be hers, I wanna be yours
Well, jumpin' Judy can't get no higher
She got bullets in her eyes and then they fire
Rasputin, he's so dignified
He touched the back of her head and he died
Well, I wanna be your lover, baby, I don't wanna be your man
I wanna be your lover, baby
I don't wanna be hers, I wanna be yours
Well, Phaedra with her looking glass
Which she lays upon the grass
She gets all messed up, she faints
That's 'cause she's so obvious and you ain't
I wanna be your lover, baby, I don't wanna be your man
I wanna be your lover, baby
I don't wanna be hers, I wanna be yours
I wanna be yours
And the judge says, "Mona can't have no bond"
And the walls collide, Mona cries
And the rainman leaves in the wolfman's disguise
I wanna be your lover, baby, I don't wanna be your man
I wanna be your lover, baby
I don't wanna be hers, I wanna be yours
Well, the undertaker in his midnight suit
Turns to the mad man, "Ain't you cute"
Well, the mad man he jumps up on the shelf
And he says, "You ain't so bad yourself"
I wanna be your lover, baby, I wanna be your man
I wanna be your lover, baby
I don't wanna be hers, I wanna be yours
Well, jumpin' Judy can't get no higher
She got bullets in her eyes and then they fire
Rasputin, he's so dignified
He touched the back of her head and he died
Well, I wanna be your lover, baby, I don't wanna be your man
I wanna be your lover, baby
I don't wanna be hers, I wanna be yours
Well, Phaedra with her looking glass
Which she lays upon the grass
She gets all messed up, she faints
That's 'cause she's so obvious and you ain't
I wanna be your lover, baby, I don't wanna be your man
I wanna be your lover, baby
I don't wanna be hers, I wanna be yours
I wanna be yours
Credits
Writer(s): Bob Dylan
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