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Nobody’s Nixon
Father John Misty
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🇬🇧 English · Original
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I'm nobody's hustler
No pinky ring around my finger
But I've driven in my share of limousines
My girl dressed in sequins
Shine just like a Vegas singer
And I'm up all night avoiding scary dreams
So goodbye to the ladies
Who waits in the rafters
Goodbye to the feelers
Out there on the street
Oh, goodbye to the babies
Goodbye to the rabies
Goodbye to getting high and eating meat
I'm nobody's puppy
I'm not your doggy-woggy either
But I have bitten many other men
I'm nobody's voodoo
I'm not your paranoia either
But I tape-record every phone call that I get
I once was a Quaker
'Til my market made it bigger
Now I spend my life fighting off regret
So goodbye to the ladies
Who waits in the rafters
Goodbye to the feelers
Out there on the street
Oh, goodbye to the babies (oh)
Goodbye to the rabies (oh)
Goodbye to getting high and eating meat (oh)
I'm nobody's sweetheart
I blame nobody but myself
'Cause I know you were looking out for me
(Oh, oh, oh)
I know you were looking out for me
(Oh, oh, oh)
Yeah, I know you were looking out for me