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The Blue Satins - You Don't Know Me / My Wife Can't Cook album

The Blue Satins - You Don't Know Me / My Wife Can't Cook album
  • Performer The Blue Satins
  • Title You Don't Know Me / My Wife Can't Cook
  • Date of release 1963
  • Other formats DTS VQF ASF TTA RA MP3 APE
  • Genre Rock / Latin / Blues
  • Size MP3 1283 mb
  • Size FLAC 1157 mb
  • Rating: 4.7
  • Votes: 682

You Don't Know Me" is a song written by Cindy Walker based on a title and storyline given to her by Eddy Arnold in 1955. You Don't Know Me" was first recorded by Arnold that year and released as a single on April 21, 1956 on RCA Victor. The first version of the song to make the Billboard charts was by Jerry Vale in 1956, peaking at on the pop chart

Don't know why i feel like the past is a bad thing I don't regret it just wish someone would have warned me What love really is and all the shit that that brings Watch me try and hold all of that It's a backache I still don't know how i pack all of that weight Bitch i'm. smoking back to back Bitch i'm that baked I'm just tryna make happy a sad face (yeah, yeah). me twice What makes you believe that i'd Ever get a thing listening to your advice. Chorus) Yeah what about the fact you don't know me? Don't know why i feel like the past is a bad thing I don't regret it just wish someone would have warned me What love really is and all the shit that that brings Watch me try and hold all of that It's a backache I still don't know how i pack all of that weight Bitch i'm.

If it wasn't for the beans That come out the can Or the peas and beets To ripen The milk and bread At the grocery store I couldn't eat no more Let me tell my wife (His wife, she can't cook). Let me tell ya what we had last night On the dinner table A tomato The nastiest stuff you ever wanna see And she was tryin' to feed it to me. Let me tell ya I think that woman is downright 'Cause here the sister With coldcuts and gravy.

See, you can't get too much of a good thing It's warm here, dressed up in the finest things Whoa, please hold your tongue, don't say a damn thing, mmh. See your iPhone camera flashin' Please, step back, it's my style you're crampin' You here for longer? No, I'm just passin' Do you wanna drink? No, thanks for askin'. Cruise through life and I'm feelin' on track If you can't keep up, then you better fall back 'Cause money look better when I see it all stacked up, oh. See, you can't get too much of a good thing It's warm here, dressed up in the finest things Whoa, please hold your tongue, don't say a damn thing, mmh.

Lyrics to "You Don't Know Me" song by Jax Jones: Ooh, na na ay Don't act like you know me, like you know me, na na ay I am not your homie, not your . I mean, we could throw shapes together But it doesn't mean you're in my circle, yeah Cruise through life and I'm feelin' on track If you can't keep up, then you better fall back 'Cause money look better when I see it all stacked up. See, I can't get too much of a good thing S'why me a dressed up in the finest things Well, please hold your tongue, oh, don't say a damn thing.

do it agian x2 my momma said don't make noise keep a way from the gansta boys i never did what momma said i went and played with the gansta boys instead You don't know me when i don't know you you don't know me when i don't know you x 2 one two three four never. tell them what you saw five six seven eight stay in line don't be late nine ten eleven twive now i know a place called hell you calling me in, you catching me out you don't know me when i don't know you you don't know me when i don't know you x 2 () Don't

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A You Don't Know Me
Written-By – Cindy Walker
B My Wife Can't Cook
Written-By – G. Russ*

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Del Fi Records