Nobody Knows My Name
Long-haired blonde in the red dress
stretched over a Cadillac
Tom's valentine in the Trop days
of West Hollywood
having access to his record collection
and to the black-painted swimming pool.
We were often high an rye together
starting when I was only nineteen
and waitressing for a spot of cash
before I made my first album
and got a hit single out of it.
Now, a lot later now,
and I'm over here touring
with gigs in Manchester
Birmingham and Milton Keynes
and a few other places where nobody
has ever heard of me
though recently someone in the States
called me the Duchess of Coolsville.
*2009 WOOD COIN: A Scratch and Dent Sale Issue: Stevens, “Nobody Knows My Name”