Ah, to be Nobody's Somebody
How delicious can it be?
To go here, there and everywhere-
With no arms to keep me still.
No kisses to touch my cheek.
No hands to hold my waist.
Just me with my thoughts
And my hair untouched
How glorious to be Nobody's Somebody it is!
I feel for the Somebody's Somebody
I really really do.
I'm sure if they had a moment to think
Well, they'd rather be a Nobody's Somebody too.