Mean To Me - Morgana King

Mean to me

Gee honey you’re mean to me

It’s funny that I can see

You love to hear me crying

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 crying

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

Oh honey, can’t you see

What you mean to me

You treat me coldly each day in the year

You always scold me so all our frinds can hear, dear

It must be

Grat fun to be mean to me

Gee honey, It’s clear to see

What you mean to me