(Lyle Lovett)
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And I like cream in my coffee
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And I like to sleep late on Sunday
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And nobody knows me like my baby
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And I like eggs over easy
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With flour tortillas
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And nobody knows me like my baby
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And nobody holds me
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And nobody knows me
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Nobody knows me like my baby
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But it was a dream made to order
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South of the border
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And nobody knows me like my baby
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And she cried man how could you do it
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And I swore that there weren't nothing to it
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But nobody knows me like my baby
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And nobody holds me
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And nobody knows me
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Nobody knows me like my baby
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And I like cream in my coffee
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And I hate to be alone on Sunday
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And nobody knows me like my baby
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Nobody Knows Me
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Lyle Lovett |