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I'll never know you
Till you know you
But I know you
Don't know you at all
I just can't stand it
Living in this stupid fantasy
Holding hands under tables for all to see
At Cafe Gitane, you and me
Hey Mr. Cupid, please find me a man that sings
I said hey Mr. Cupid, find me a good 'ol man that sings
Instead of this little boy
All he does is dream, dream, dream
Well I don't know what to tell ya
Thought I laid it out so clear
Oh I can't even tell ya
How many times I sat you down this lonesome, lonesome year
But if you refuse to wake up, honey
I'm walking right on out of here
I'll never know you
Till you know you
But I know you
Don't know you at all
I just can't stand it
Living in this stupid fantasy
Holding hands under tables for all to see
At Cafe Gitane, you and me
Written by: David Linard
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