The album version has a brilliant guitar solo by Lou that only uses one note the whole solo and it is amazingly minimalist but is still fantastically emotional at the same time. Another Lou Reed piece that only Lou Reed could create. Sadly missed
I really care a lot Although I look like I do not Since I was shot There's nobody but you I know I look blasé Party Andy's what the papers say At dinner I'm the one who pay For a nobody like you Nobody but you Nobody like you Since I got shot There's nobody but you Won't you decorate my house? I'll sit there quiet as a mouse You know me, I like to look a lot At nobody but you I'll hold your hand and slap my face I'll tickle you, to your disgrace Won't you put me in my proper place? A nobody like you Sundays I pray a lot I like to wind you up and paint your clock I want to be what I am not For a nobody like you The bullet split my spleen and lung The doctor said that I was gone Inside I've got some shattered bone For nobody but you Nobody but you Nobody like you Shattered bone For nobody but you I'm still not sure I didn't die And if I'm dreaming I still have bad pains inside I know I'll never be a bride, to nobody like you I wish I had a stronger chin My skin was good, my nose was thin This is no movie I'd ask to be in With a nobody like you Nobody like you A nobody like you All my life, it's been nobodies like you
I really care a lot Although I look like I do not Since I was shot There’s been nobody but you. I know I look blasé “Party-Andes” is what the papers say At dinner, I’m the one who pays For nobody like you. Nobody but you, nobody like you Since I was shot, there’s nobody like you. Won’t you decorate my house? I’ll sit here, quiet as a mouse You know me, I like to look a lot At nobody but you. I’ll hold your hand and slap my face I’ll tickle you to your disgrace Won’t you put me in my proper place? Nobody like you Some days I pray a lot I’d like to wind you up, paint your clock I want to be what I am not For nobody but you The bullets split my spleen and lung The doctors said that I was gone Inside I’ve got some shattered bone For nobody but you Nobody but you, nobody like you Shattered bone for nobody but you I’m still not sure I didn’t die But I’m dreaming I still have bad pains inside I know I’ll never be a bride To nobody but you I wish I had a stronger chin My skin was good, my nose was thin This is no movie I’d ask to be in With a nobody like you Nobody but you, a nobody like you All my life, it’s been nobodies like you ~ For Andy Warhol
The album version has a brilliant guitar solo by Lou that only uses one note the whole solo and it is amazingly minimalist but is still fantastically emotional at the same time. Another Lou Reed piece that only Lou Reed could create. Sadly missed
John and Lou, love you.
The electrical power , raw. Intense. Beautiful. Powerful
I love this Man!!!❤️❤️🇨🇭
Spetacular song and music!
Great song, lovely
such a great song and performance
Pedazo de tema de estos dos genios!
John Cale has one of the most handsome faces I’ve ever seen.
At this vid he did look pretty manly
For sure. ❤️
It's true didn't know what he looked like until I grew up he had a look many indie guys copied
i am impressed
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"I'm still not sure I didn't die..."
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*"won't you put me in my proper place"*
A bruitily honest lovesong.
I really care a lot
Although I look like I do not
Since I was shot
There's nobody but you
I know I look blasé
Party Andy's what the papers say
At dinner I'm the one who pay
For a nobody like you
Nobody but you
Nobody like you
Since I got shot
There's nobody but you
Won't you decorate my house?
I'll sit there quiet as a mouse
You know me, I like to look a lot
At nobody but you
I'll hold your hand and slap my face
I'll tickle you, to your disgrace
Won't you put me in my proper place?
A nobody like you
Sundays I pray a lot
I like to wind you up and paint your clock
I want to be what I am not
For a nobody like you
The bullet split my spleen and lung
The doctor said that I was gone
Inside I've got some shattered bone
For nobody but you
Nobody but you
Nobody like you
Shattered bone
For nobody but you
I'm still not sure I didn't die
And if I'm dreaming I still have bad pains inside
I know I'll never be a bride, to nobody like you
I wish I had a stronger chin
My skin was good, my nose was thin
This is no movie I'd ask to be in
With a nobody like you
Nobody like you
A nobody like you
All my life, it's been nobodies like you
I really care a lot
although I look like I do not
Since I was shot
there's nobody but you
I know I look blase
Party Andy's what the papers say
At dinner I'm the one who pays
for a nobody like you
Nobody but you
a nobody like you
Since I got shot
there's nobody but you
Won't you decorate my house
I'll sit there quiet as a mouse
You know me I like to look a lot
at nobody but you
I'll hold your hand and slap my face
I'll tickle you to your disgrace
Won't you put me in my proper place
a nobody like you
Sundays I pray a lot
I'd like to wind you up and paint your clock
I want to be what I am not
for a nobody like you
The bullet split my spleen and lung
the doctors said I was gone
Inside I've got some shattered bone
for nobody but you
Nobody but you
a nobody like you
Shattered bone
for nobody but you
I'm still not sure I didn't die
and if I'm dreaming I still have bad pains inside
I know I'll never be a bride
to nobody like you
I wish I had a stronger chin
my skin was good, my nose was thin
This is no movie I'd ask to be in
with a nobody like you
Nobody like you
a nobody like you
All my life
It's been nobodies like you
Source: LyricFind
Songwriters: Blanca Reyes / Molly E. Reed / Jeff Pardo
Nobody but You lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc, Capitol Christian Music
Nobody like Lou!
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And people put that murder Solanas face in shirts. Jesus, man, these people...
a nobody like her
This is about Andy Warhol.
I really care a lot
Although I look like I do not
Since I was shot
There’s been nobody but you.
I know I look blasé
“Party-Andes” is what the papers say
At dinner, I’m the one who pays
For nobody like you.
Nobody but you, nobody like you
Since I was shot, there’s nobody like you.
Won’t you decorate my house?
I’ll sit here, quiet as a mouse
You know me, I like to look a lot
At nobody but you.
I’ll hold your hand and slap my face
I’ll tickle you to your disgrace
Won’t you put me in my proper place?
Nobody like you
Some days I pray a lot
I’d like to wind you up, paint your clock
I want to be what I am not
For nobody but you
The bullets split my spleen and lung
The doctors said that I was gone
Inside I’ve got some shattered bone
For nobody but you
Nobody but you, nobody like you
Shattered bone for nobody but you
I’m still not sure I didn’t die
But I’m dreaming I still have bad pains inside
I know I’ll never be a bride
To nobody but you
I wish I had a stronger chin
My skin was good, my nose was thin
This is no movie I’d ask to be in
With a nobody like you
Nobody but you, a nobody like you
All my life, it’s been nobodies like you
~ For Andy Warhol