You give your hand to me
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And then you say, "Hello."
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And I can hardly speak,
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My heart is beating so.
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And anyone can tell
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You think you know me well.
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But you don't know me.
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(No, you don't know me)
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No, you don't know the one
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Who dreams of you at night;
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And longs to kiss your lips
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And longs to hold you tight
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Oh I'm just a friend.
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That's all I've ever been.
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'Cause you don't know me.
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(No, you don't know me)
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For I never knew the art of making love,
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Though my heart aches with love for you.
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Afraid and shy, I let my chance go by.
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A chance that you might love me too.
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(love me too)
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You give your hand to me,
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And then you say, "Goodbye."
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I watch you walk away,
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Beside the lucky guy
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Oh, you'll never never know
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The one who loves you so.
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Well, you don't know me
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(For I never knew the art of making love, )
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(Though my heart aches with love for you. )
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Afraid and shy, I let my chance go by.
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A chance that you might love me too.
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(love me too)
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Oh, you give your hand to me,
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And then you say, "Goodbye."
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I watch you walk away,
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Beside the lucky guy
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Oh, you'll never never know
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The one who loves you so.
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Well, you don't know me
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(you don't love me, you don't know me)
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you don't know me
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| Eddy Arnold |
