(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)