Nobody’s Nixon

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 wait in the rafters
Goodbye to the feelers
Out there on the street
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 phonecall that I get

I once was a Quaker
Till my market made it bigger
I spend my life fighting off regret

So goodbye to the ladies
Who wait in the rafters
Goodbye to the feelers
Out there on the street
Goodbye to the babies
Goodbye to the rabies
Goodbye to getting high and eating meat

I’m nobody’s sweetheart
I blame nobody but myself
Cause I know you were looking out for me…
I know you were looking out for me
I know you were looking out for me