No One (Like Me)
(Buckley)

I’ve got pennies in my hand
Shoes upon my feet
Do you get it
Hope you do
I’ve a bangle on my finger
Velvet on my back
Do you dig it
Yes you do

You can play games on the
Bad side of town
But no one can do it like me
Ever since childhood
They ran such a racket
It scared me and all that I knew

It’s true
No one can do it like me
It’s true
No one can do it like me
No one can do it like

As I wait for the bus cause it’s
Late yet again I feel
Butterflies and stuff in my head
They start to
Spoil all the fun that I planned yesterday that’s why
I like to plan up ahead

You can write books on the
Good side of town
But no one can do it like me
Teenager adulthood
Pensioner firewood
Now can you see what they did

It’s true
No one can do it like me
It’s true
No one can do it like me
No one can do it like

Watch all the people
Ruffle my feathers
See my reaction
Not a good picture
To send to a friend
This image of tension

You can write books on the
Other side of town
But no one can do it like me
Teenager adulthood
Pensioner firewood
‘Til death us do part
I love you

It’s true
No one can do it like me
It’s true
No one can do it like me
No one can do it like me