From the bright busy streets of the Charing Cross road
To the dark, little alleys in old Soho
From the smart, noisy clubs, where everyone goes
To the dark, little streets that nobody knows
I couldn't care if the people don't notice me
They wouldn't know that I really exist
I'm a nobody's shelter
I'm a nobody's cover
I'm a nobody's lover
And nobody's friend
So used to lying and pretending
I'm nobody's fool
And I'm nobody's friend
I can go for a walk on a crowded street
And see millions of faces staring at me
Some of them smiling, some of them glare
But most of them don't even know that I'm there
That's how I want to be, ‘cos no-one's belongs to me
I'm nobody's fool
And I'm nobody's friend
Nobody breeds for me and nobody bleeds for me
I'm nobody's fool
And I'm nobody's friend
So used to lying and pretending
I'm nobody's fool
And I'm nobody's friend

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