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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Hell, you don't know me.
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You don't know me.
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You don't know the one
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who dreams of you at night;
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longs to kiss your lips
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and longs to hold you tight.
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To you I'm just a friend.
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That's all I've ever been.
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You don't know me.
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You, you just don't know me,
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'cause I never knew the art of making love,
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though my heart, oh my heart, oh my heart
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is aching just for you.
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Afraid and shy, I let my chance go by.
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The chance that you might learn to love me too.
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You give your hand to me,
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and then you say, you say, "Goodbye."
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I watch you walk away,
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wishing you were mine.
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You'll never ever know the girl who loves you so.
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You don't know me. No, no, baby.
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You don't know me.
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No, no, no, no, no, no, baby, baby.
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You don't know me, know me, know me.
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Please know me.
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Late in the midnight hour
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I dream of you only.
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But I am lonely.
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Please know me.
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Be my baby. C'mon, be my baby.
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Late in the midnight hour
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I live for you, baby.
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Why don't you know me?
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Be my baby.
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Why you mean to me?
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Mean to me...
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You Don't Know Me
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Bette Midler |