Mean to me,
mean to me, baby, should you be
Mean to me, baby, seems to me,
baby loves to see me cry
Don't know why I'm alone,
sittin' by the telephone
Sit and wait,
like a little fool to sit an d wait,
knowing that you're gonna hesitate
This is what happens, baby,
when you say you'll phone
Then you don't,
and I'm left alone,
singing the blues and carrying on
You treat me coldly,
each day in the year
You always call me
whenever somebody needs
Gee, dear,
how could it be great fun to be mean to me?
Tell me, baby, tell me, tell me, baby
You shouldn't, can't you see
what you really mean to me, me, me?
Can 't you see the things
you really mean to me, baby?
You're mean to me
Why must you be so 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 some
body's near
She must be very fond
to be mean to me
You should forget, you see,
what you mean to me
Mean, mean to me, baby
Me!
Mean to me, baby.
Me!
Mean to me, baby.
Mean to me, baby.
Why? Why should my baby?
Why? Why should my baby?
Why?
Why should my baby be so mean to me?