Deze versie kan ik vele keren achter elkaar opzetten. En dat Jimmy Page er bij zit interesseert mij niets (en dat wisten we niet in 1965, wie is Jimmy Page?). Een één-geen-hit-wonder dat van “daytime” wonderlijkerwijze “big time” maakt.
She’s got everything she needs, she’s an artist,
She don’t look back.
She’s got everything she needs, she’s an artist,
She don’t look back.
She can take the dark out of the nighttime,
And paint the daytime black.
You will start outstanding
Proud to steal her anything she sees.
You will start outstanding
Proud to steal her anything she sees.
But you’ll wind up peeking through her keyhole
Down upon your knees.
She never stumbles, she’s got no place to fall.
She never stumbles, she’s got no place to fall.
She’s nobody’s child, the Law can’t touch her at all.
She wears an Egyptian ring that sparkles before she speaks.
She wears an Egyptian ring that sparkles before she speaks.
She’s a hypnotist collector, you are a walking antique.
Bow down to her on Sunday,
Salute her when her birthday comes.
Bow down to her on Sunday,
Salute her when her birthday comes.
For Halloween give her a trumpet,
And for Christmas, buy her a drum.
