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 Just what you mean* to me?
It must be great fun to be mean to me - You shouldn't, cause can't you see Just what you mean to me? You know what you mean to me You mean so much to me...
