Well the pressure's down the boss ain't here He gone North he ain't around They say that vanity got the best of him But he sure left here after sundown By the way that's a cute hat And that smile so hard to resisit But what's a sweetheart like you doing in a dump like this?
You know I once knew a woman who looked like you She wanted a whole man not just a half She used to call me sweet daddy when I was a child In order to deal in this game, got to make the Queen disapear It's done with a flick of the wrist What's a sweetheart like you doing in a dump like this?
You know a woman like you should be at home That's where you belong Watching out for someone who loves you true Who would never do you wrong Just how much abuse will you be able to take Well there's no way to tell by that first kiss What's a sweetheart like you doing in a dump like this?
You know you can make a name for yourself You can hear them tires squeal You can be known as the most beautiful woman Who ever crawled across cut glass to make a deal
You know, news of you has come down the line Even before you came in the door They say in your father's house there's many mansions Each one of them got a fireproof floor Snap out of it baby people are jealous of you They smile in your face but behind your back they hiss What's a sweetheart like you doing in a dump like this?
Got to be an important person to be in here, honey Got to have done some evil deed Got to have your own harem when you come in the door Got to play your harp until your lips bleed
They say that patriotism is the last refuge To which a scoundrel clings Steal a little and they throw you in jail Steal a lot and they make you King There's only one step down from here, baby It's called the land of permanent bliss What's a sweetheart like you doing in a dump like this?
Compositor: Robert Dylan ECAD: Obra #60442 Fonograma #2068426