Nobody Knows Me

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 hate to be alone on Sunday 
And nobody knows me like my baby