I Don't Know Nothin' 'Bout Love
Okay, he's really smart. But he's an idiot. The girl is flirting with him, but he doesn't get the message. Not in time, anyway. Wish I could say he's unique.
Brand new old songs of the '30s, '40s, '50s and '60s.
Lyrics
I read Wittgenstein in German, I read de Saussure in French
I read more damn Shakespeare sonnets than old Dame Judy Dench
I’ve read Gravity’s Rainbow, and I understood it all
I guess I can read most anything—’cept the writing on the wall.
I’ve got my old Boy Scout handbook, and I know nature’s ways
Like I know a male mosquito only lives a couple days
I know a caterpillar just by looking at its frass
But I wouldn’t know the love bug if it bit me in the ass.
‘Cause I don’t know nothing ‘bout love
I don’t know nothing ‘bout love
I’m smart as a whip—they say ooh, that boy’s got game
But I don’t know nothing ‘bout love—just the same.
I can leave my notes in the taxi, and give a speech right off the cuff
And I usually know Shinola from the other stuff
I can drive without my glasses, but I never can seem to see
When I start to love a girl and when she stops loving me.
I knew that she was pretty, and I knew that she was cool
I knew how much I liked her when I walked her home from school
But I didn’t know this feeling, with that big fat moon above
This new-fangled feeling was just good old-fashioned love.
‘Cause I don’t know nothing ‘bout love
I don’t know nothing ‘bout love
I hung around that girl, not knowing how to act
I don’t know nothing ‘bout love—that’s a fact.
I knew she talked real gentle every time she talked to me
I knew she liked to sit, her knee pressed against my knee
I knew there’s something special in her great big eyes of blue
I was too damn dumb to know just what she wanted me to do.
Finally it dawned on me what was really going on
I realized what she and I’d been feeling all along
She said, oh you poor sweet baby boy, I’ve left you far behind
The man who’s gonna get me is a man who knows his mind.
And you don’t know nothing ‘bout love
You don’t know nothing ‘bout love
I had to admit, every word she said was right
I didn’t know nothing ‘bout love—’til that night.
Now I know something ‘bout love
I guess I know all about love
I know how much it hurts, and I know how much it costs
I know you don’t know nothing ‘bout love—’til it’s lost.
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