Mr. dixon

[Hook]
Mr. Dixon wrote
Mr. Dixon wrote
Mr. Dixon wrote

[Verse 1]
He take the words from out the sound
He twist them all around
Now he's making the claim
The compositions are his
But they're not his
No, they belong to the song
Mr. Dixon wrote

[Hook]
Mr. Dixon wrote
Mr. Dixon wrote
Mr. Dixon wrote
Mr. Dixon wrote

[Hook]
Mr. Dixon wrote
Mr. Dixon wrote
Mr. Dixon wrote
Mr. Dixon wrote
Mr. Dixon wrote
Mr. Dixon wrote

[Verse 2]
Now come on, you did not find that in your imagination
I met the gambler, he was just blowing smoke
No, you found it in your record collection
Say it belongs to the song Mr. Dixon wrote
Look at him waving to the crowd
Pretty soon they'll find him out
Look at the sky now, it's starting to rain

[Hook]
Mr. Dixon wrote
Mr. Dixon wrote
Mr. Dixon wrote
Mr. Dixon wrote
Mr. Dixon wrote
Mr. Dixon wrote
Mr. Dixon wrote