Sweetheart Like You

(album: Standing In The Doorway: Chrissie Hynde Sings Bob Dylan - 2021)

Well, the pressure's down, the boss ain't here
He's gone North for a while
They say that vanity got the best of him
But he sure left here in style
By the way, that's a cute hat
And that smile's so hard to resist
What's a sweetheart like you doing in a dump like this?

You know, con men don't meet strangers
To them there are none
Within a quarter of an hour
They're on good terms with anyone
To deal in this game, you gotta make the queen disappear
It's done with a flick of the wrist
What's a sweetheart like you doing in a dump like this?

You know, a woman like you should be at home
That's where you belong
Taking care of someone nice
Who don't know how to do you wrong
How much abuse will you be able to take?
There's no way to tell by that first kiss
What's a sweetheart like you doing in a dump like this?

You know you can make a name for yourself
You can hear them tires squeal
You can be the most beautiful woman
Who ever crawled across cut glass to make a deal

You know, news of you had come down the line
Before you came through the door
They say in your father's house, there's many mansions
Each has a fireproof floor
Snap out of it, baby, people are jealous of you
They smile at your face, behind your back they hiss
What's a sweetheart like you doing in a dump like this?

You got to be a V.I.P. to be in here, honey
Got to have done some evil deed
You got to have your own harem when you walked through the door
You got to play your harp until your lips bleed

They say patriotism is the last refuge
To which a scoundrel will cling
Steal a little and they throw you in jail
Steal a lot and they make you the king
There's only one way down from here, honey
It's called the land of permanent bliss
What's a sweetheart like you doing in a dump like this?