Don't Think of Me

So you're with her, and not with me

I hope she's sweet, and so pretty

I hear she cooks delightfully

A little angel beside you

So you're with her, and not with me

Oh, how lucky one man can be

I hear your house is small and clean

Oh, how lovely with your homecoming queen

Oh, how lovely it must be

When you see her sweet smile baby, don't think of me

When she lays in your warm arms, don't think of me

So you're with her, and not with me

I know she spreads sweet honey

In fact your best friend

I heard he spent last night with her

Now how do you feel, how do you feel?

When you see her sweet smile baby, don't think of me

When she lays in your warm arms, don't think of me

And it's too late and it's too bad, don't think of me

And it's too late and it's too bad, don't think of me

Does it bother you now all the mess I made?

Does it bother you now the clothes you told me not to wear?

Does it bother you now all the angry games we played?

Does it bother you now when I'm not there?

When you see her sweet smile baby, don't think of me

When she lays in your warm arms, don't think of me

And it's too late and it's too bad, don't think of me

And it's too late and it's too bad, don't think of me