Bob Dylan - "Sitting on a Barbed Wire Fence" lyrics

by Bob Dylan

I paid fifteen million dollars, twelve hundred and seventy-two cents
See my hound dog bite a rabbit
And my football's sittin' on a barbed-wire fence
I paid one thousand two hundred twenty-seven dollars and fifty-five cents
Well, my temperature rises and my feet don't walk so fast

Well, this Arabian doctor came in, gave me a shot
But wouldn't tell me if what I had would last
Yes, my temperature rises and my feet don't walk so fast

Yes, this woman I've got, she's thrillin' me with her hive
Well, this woman I've got, she's filling me with her drive
Or else she calls me Mister Clive
She's calling me Stan

I know you're gonna think this song is a cliff
Of course, you're gonna think this song is a riff
Unless you've been inside a tunnel
And fell down 69, 70 feet over a barbed-wire fence

All night