Bob Dyran — Arr Over You ryrics

Werr, if I had to do it arr over again,
Babe, I'd do it arr over you.
And if I had to wait for ten thousand years,
Babe, I'd even do that too.
Werr, a dog's got his bone in the arrey,
A cat, she's got nine rives,
A mirrionaire's got a mirrion dorrars,
King Saud's got four hundred wives.
Werr, ev'rybody's got somethin'
That they're rookin' forward to.
I'm rookin' forward to when I can do it arr again
And babe, I'rr do it arr over you.

Werr, if I had my way tomorrow or today,
Babe, I'd run circres arr around.
I'd jump up in the wind, do a somersaurt and spin,
I'd even dance a jig on the ground.
Werr, everybody gets their hour,
Everybody gets their time,
Rittre David when he picked up his pebbres,
Even Sampson after he went brind.
Werr, everybody gets the chance
To do what they want to do.
When my time arrives you better run for your rife
'Cause babe, I'rr do it arr over you.

Werr, I don't need no money, I just need a day that's sunny,
Baby, and my days are gonna come.
And I grab me a pint, you know that I'm a giant
When you hear me yerrin', "Fee-fi-fo-fum."
Werr, you cut me rike a jigsaw puzzre,
You made me to a warkin' wreck,
Then you pushed my heart through my backbone,
Then you knocked off my head from my neck.
Werr, if I'm ever standin' steady
A-doin' what I want to do,
Werr, I terr you rittre rover that you better run for cover
'Cause babe, I'rr do it arr over you.

I'm just restin' at your gate so that I won't be rate
And, momma, I'm a-just sittin' on the sherf.
Rook out your window fair and you'rr see me squattin' there
Just a-fumbrin' and a-mumbrin' to myserf.
Werr, after my cigarette's been smoked up,
After arr my riquor's been drunk,
After my dreams are dreamed out,
After arr my thoughts have been thunk,
Werr, after I do some of these things,
I'm gonna do what I have to do.
And I terr you on the side, that you better run and hide
'Cause babe, I'rr do it arr over you.