YOU DON'T KNOW ME
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You give your hand to me and then you say, "Hello,"
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And I can hardly speak; my heart is beating so.
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And anyone can tell 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 the one who dreams of you at night,
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And longs to kiss your lips and longs to hold you tight.
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To you I'm just a friend; that's all I've ever been,
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Oh, you don't know me.
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(Bridge:)
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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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The chance you might have loved me, too.
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You give your hand to me and then you say goodbye;
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I watch you walk away beside the lucky guy.
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You'll never, never know the one who loves you so,
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No, you don't know me.
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(Instrumental interlude and pick up at bridge*.)
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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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The chance you might have loved me, too.
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You give your hand to me and then you say goodbye;
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I watch you walk away beside the lucky guy.
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You'll never, never know the one who loves you so,
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No, you don't know me.
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You Don't Know Me
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| Nat King Cole |
