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I Don't Know His Name

 
She Loves Me Soundtrack Musical, 1993
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I Don't Know His Name ILONA SPOKEN:
Tell me, what's he like Amalia? Tell me all about him. I love to suffer.

AMALIA SINGS:

I don't know his name or what he looks like,
But I have a much more certain guide,
I can tell exactly what he looks like inside.

When I undertook this correspondence,
Little did I know I'd grow so fond,
Little did I know our views would so correspond.

He writes me what his feelings are,
Ensure, Flobere, Chopin, Renoir,
The more I read the more I find we're one in mind and heart,
I know the kind of home we'd share,
The books, the prints, the music there,
A home, a life, thats warm and full and rich in love-
And art.

I don't need to see his handsome profile,
I don't need to see his manly frame,
All I need to know is in each letter,
Each long revealing letter,
I couldn't know him better,
If I knew his name.

AMALIA SPOKEN:
Oh I know him so well Ilona,
I know that he's a very successful person
And he's terribly well educated and he's gentle and kind and soft spoken.
I know all this about him and so much more-
It's just that I never met him,
Thats all.

ILONA SINGS (AMALIA SINGS):
If he isn't too handsome, true it doesn't much matter,
(He writes his deepest thoughts to me)
But his personal habits are more important than his looks,
(On Swift, vermeer he on every scene)

Supposing he snores like a locomotive,
Supposing he grinds his teeth, supposing he's a knucklecracker, Amalia,
(The more he does deman, decan, defear, defay, defoe)
Good luck with your books.

And another small detail, that you haven't yet mentioned,
(He thinks as I, he feels as I)
I am speaking of sex dear, when you and he are all alone,
(He shares the same ideas as I)

Come to think of it maybe you're right,
Maybe it doesn't matter at that,
Maybe I'd do much better myself with a library card,
(I'll never find a man who's so sabatical)
And a gramaphone
(alone)

AMALIA SINGS (ILONA SINGS):
I don't need to see his handsome profile,
(I was taken in by someone's profile)
I don't need to see his manly frame,
(I was taken in by someone's frame)
All I need to know is in each letter, each long revealing letter,
(How I could have used one long revealing letter)
I couldn't know him better,
(I hope you do much better)
If I knew his name,
(I knew his name)

BOTH:
What's in a name?

[Thanks to sar_n84@yahoo.co.uk for lyrics]
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