(Al Kooper, I. Levine) I can't quit her She's got a hold on me She got her hand on my soul I can't quit her 'Cause I see her face everywhere I go In the city streets, in the country fields In the back of my mind I know it can't be real For a woman to possess All the tenderness she had But the hands of time Keep tickin' on my back 'Cause it's been so long Since I had her back beside me, Yeah, I know I can't quit her 'Cause on my darkest night She comes on like a light I can't quite her Try as I may, with all my might She had a woman's touch And a young girls eyes, And in seconds flat I was pros'lytized Turned around, And made to feel sweet love But the hands of time Keep tickin' on my back 'Cause it's been so long Since I had her back beside me True love is somethin' Ev'ry young boy knows about And he fights his whole soul all the best to find some I was a young boy 'Till I held her in my arms Now I find that I'm strung out behind some I can't quit her She got her hand on me She got a hold on my soul 'Cause I your face everywhere I go I can't quit her, woo ooo yeah I know You know I see your face Everywhere I go! I need her... I need the little girl (Backwards Guitar Solo) (Horns until fade)