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Track: Nobody but You
Artist: Lou Reed
Album: Songs For Drella

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Name: Lou Reed
Spotify Genres: glam rock, proto-punk, art rock
Followers: 2,035,707
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American musician, songwriter, poet, and photographer Born March 2, 1942, Brooklyn, New York - Died October 27, 2013, Southampton, New York Reed's music career began in 1958, when he recorded with his high school band, [a918897]. During his time at Syracuse University in the early 1960's he formed a series of bands, but was most deeply impacted by his professor, American poet and writer [a=Delmore Schwartz]. Following college, he became a stock songwriter/musician for [l206231], and then in 1964, with [a=John Cale], formed [a39766]. In 1970, he left the Velvet Underground during the recording of [url=https://www.discogs.com/master/35308-The-Velvet-Underground-Loaded]Loaded[/url]. He signed a contract with RCA Records in 1971 and continued to perform until shortly before his death. He was married to Bettye Kronstad (ca. 1973-1974), [a1870956] (1980-1994), and [a=Laurie Anderson] (2008).

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Release: Lou Reed / John Cale - Nobody But You
Year: 1990
Genres: Rock
Styles: Art Rock

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LYRICS

(feat. John Cale)
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 (* accented on "e")
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 like 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