Lyrics:

(Lyle Lovett)And I like cream in my coffeeAnd I like to sleep late on SundayAnd nobody knows me like my babyAnd I like eggs over easyWith flour tortillasAnd nobody knows me like my babyAnd nobody holds meAnd nobody knows meNobody knows me like my babyBut it was a dream made to orderSouth of the borderAnd nobody knows me like my babyAnd she cried man how could you do itAnd I swore that there weren't nothing to itBut nobody knows me like my babyAnd nobody holds meAnd nobody knows meNobody knows me like my babyAnd I like cream in my coffeeAnd I hate to be alone on SundayAnd nobody knows me like my baby