| The lyric of Positively 4th Street, Bob Dylan's song You got a lotta nerve To say you are my friend When I was down You just stood there grinning You got a lotta nerve To say you got a helping hand to lend You just want to be on The side that s winning You say I let you down You know it s not like that If you re so hurt Why then don t you show it You say you lost your faith But that s not where it s at You had no faith to lose And you know it I know the reason That you talk behind my back I used to be among the crowd You re in with Do you take me for such a fool To think I d make contact With the one who tries to hide What he don t know to begin with You see me on the street You always act surprised You say"How are you?" "Good luck" But you don t mean it When you know as well as me You d rather see me paralyzed Why don t you just come out once And scream it NoI do not feel that good When I see the heartbreaks you embrace If I was a master thief Perhaps I d rob them And now I know you re dissatisfied With your position and your place Don t you understand I t s not my problem I wish that for just one time You could stand inside my shoes And just for that one moment I could be you YesI wish that for just one time You could stand inside my shoes Then you d know what a drag it is To see you
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