Dont Know Your Name

"Don't Know Your Name" is one of the few songs that the girls
co-wrote. In this case, Amy wrote the music, and Emily wrote the
words. The song originally appears on "Blue Food," in a live version
complete with a little introduction...
Don't Kno
w Your Name.
A: We want you to know before we do it that this does not
promote... um, promis...promiscuous sex, or anything like that, in
any way. We... This is sarcastic - we're putting down the meat
market, basically.
E: It's not our philosoph
y on life, or anything.
A: Yeah. Really.
E: Of course, I wrote the words, you know, but...
A: That's right.
E (in mock drunken voice): I was SO WASTED, you know...
Audience member: What are you trying to say?
E (very straight): Nothing. We aren't s
aying a thing. We're
just talking.
A: We're trying to say that, uh, we're not Madonna.
(Laughs.)
E: This is a dirty song. Hope y'all like it.
(music begins.)
E: Amy wrote the music.
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E (spoken): I walked into my favor
ite place one night; I just
got back from a lecture, and I was feeling kind of uptight. And at
the end of the bar, there was this guy, and, you know, I wasn't
really looking, but I caught him out of the corner of my eye. The
next thing I know, he was moving my way - I thought he wanted to
talk, but this is what he had to say:
A (sung): I don't know your name, babe
But I want to be your lover.
I don't know your name, babe
But I want to be your lover.
One time or another, baby -
I want to be your lover.
E: I have to admit, I was a little bit surprised, but I
wasn't really scared, 'cause I was twice his size. So I said to
myself, "Ok, I'll play his game...," and when he turned to me, I gave
him my name.
A: I know your
name, babe
But I got to know your number.
I know your name, babe
But I got to know your number.
I said, one time or another, baby -
I'm gonna be your lover.
E: Well, I said to myself, "This guy is persistent. He's a
little bit dumb, but at least he's consistent." I tried to talk
cool, but when we touched, I went under. I made a quick decision,
and I gave him my number.
A: I know your number
But I don't know what to say, babe.
E (effeminately): That's ok...
A: I know y
our number
But I don't know what to say, babe.
Oh, it don't matter anyway, no -
I don't talk when I'm making love to you
I wanna be you lover...
E: Well, you probably won't believe this, but we got married
one day. And I still don't know if he speaks English, 'cause he
doesn't have much to say. It's a damn good thing I like lying around
- we don't make much conversation - just love-making sounds. (Aside:
You know what I'm talking about? Y'all KNOW what I'm talking about!)
Well, one thing I've learned from being in this state -
E & A (sung): There are other ways to communicate!
A: I don't know your name, babe
But I want to be your lover.
I don't know your name, babe
But I want to be your lover.
One time or a
nother, baby -
I want to be your lover.