Nobody Knows Me - Lyle Lovett

And I like cream in my coffee

And I like to sleep late on Sunday

And nobody knows me like my baby

And I like eggs over easy

With flour tortillas

And nobody knows me like my baby

And nobody holds me And nobody knows me Nobody knows me like my baby

But it was a dream made to order

South of the border

And nobody knows me like my baby

And she cried man how could you do it And I swore that there weren’t nothing

to it But nobody knows me like my baby

And nobody holds me And nobody knows me Nobody knows me like my baby

And I like cream in my coffee

And I hat to be alone on Sunday

And nobody knows me like my baby