While one who sings with his tongue on fire Gargles in the rat race choir Bent out of shape from society's pliers Cares not to come up any higher But… - Bob Dylan

While one who sings with his tongue on fire
Gargles in the rat race choir

The first two lines, which rhymed 'kiddin' you' and 'didn't you,' just about knocked me out, and later on, when I got to the jugglers and the chrome horse and the princess on the steeple, it all just about got to be too much.

She said “where you been?”
I said “no place special”
She said “you look different”
I said “well, I guess”
She said “you been gone”
I said “that’s only natural”
She said “you gonna stay?”
I said “if you want me to, yes

I asked the doctor if I could see you
It's bad for your health, he said
Well, I disobeyed his orders, I came to see you but I found him there instead
Well, I don't mind him cheating on me but I sure wish he'd take that off his head
Your brand new leopard-skin pill-box hat