Mean To Me — текст песни (Turk Roy)

MEAN TO ME
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
singin` 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.
- Fred E. Ahlert & Roy Turk