Nobody Else But Me - Mel Torme, Rob McConnell And The Boss Brass

I was a shy, demure type

Inhibited, insecure type of maid

I stayed within my little shell

Till a certain cutie told me I was swell

Now I’m smug and snooty

Confident as hell

I want to be no one but me I am in love with a lover who likes me the way I am

I have my faults;

he likes my faults

I’m not very bright, he’s not very bright

He thinks I’m grand;

that’s grand for me He may be wrong, but if we get along

What do we care say we When he holds me close, close as we can be I tell the lad that I’m grateful and I’m glad that

I’m nobody else but me I have my faults;

he likes my faults

I’m not very bright, he’s not very bright

He thinks I’m grand;

that’s grand for me I get a thrill knowing he gets a thrill

When I sit on his knee

Walking on the shore, swimming in the sea

When I am with him, I’m glad that girl who’s with him

Is nobody else but me When he holds me close, close as we can be I tell the lad that I’m grateful and I’m glad that

I’m nobody else but me