You're mean to me, Why must you be mean to me? Gee, honey, it seems to me You love to see me cryin' . I don't know why . I stay home each night , When you say you'll phone You don't and I'm left alone, Singing the blues and sighin'. You treat me coldly each day in the year, You always scold me Whenever somebody is near, dear. It must be great fun to be mean to me - You shouldn't, for can't you see What you mean to me? ~~~~♫♫♫ ~~~~
