Roy turk / fred e. ahlert
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 phone
You don’t and i’m left alone.
Sing the blues and sighin’
You treat me coldly each day in the year
You always scold me
Whenever somebody is near, dear
I must be great fun to be mean to me
You shouldn’t, for can’t you see
What you mean to me
She came all the way from america
Had a blind date with destiny
And the sound of te awamutu
Had a truly sacred ring
Now her parents are divorced
And her friend’s committing suicide
I could not escape
A plea from the heart
You know what it means to me
She said don’t walk away
I’m down on my knees
So please don’t be mean to me
So i talked to you for an hour
In the bar of a small town hotel
You asked me what i was thinking
I was thinking of a padded cell
With a black and white t.v.
To stop us from getting lonely
I could not escape
A plea from the heart
You know what it means to me
She said don’t walk away
I’m down on my knees
So please don’t be mean to me
No, i could not escape
A plea from the heart
Mysterious sympathy
I couldn’t wait for a chance
To walk out the door
You know what it means to me
I saw you lying in the arms of a poet
I heard him tell you t…tantalising lies
Well whad’d’ya know, whad’d’ya know
I could not escape
You’re down on the floor
You know what it means to me
I couldn’t wait for a chance
To walk out the door
Mean…
You know what it means
In the arms of a poet
You know what it means
She came all the way from america
Had a blind date with destiny
And the sound of te awamutu
Had a truly sacred ring
Now her parents are divorced
And her friend’s committing suicide
I could not escape
A plea from the heart
You know what it means to me
She said don’t walk away
I’m down on my knees
So please don’t be mean to me
So i talked to you for an hour
In the bar of a small town hotel
You asked me what i was thinking
I was thinking of a padded cell
With a black and white t.v.
To stop us from getting lonely
I could not escape
A plea from the heart
You know what it means to me
She said don’t walk away
I’m down on my knees
So please don’t be mean to me
No, i could not escape
A plea from the heart
Mysterious sympathy
I couldn’t wait for a chance
To walk out the door
You know what it means to me
I saw you lying in the arms of a poet
I heard him tell you t…tantalising lies
Well whad’d’ya know, whad’d’ya know
I could not escape
You’re down on the floor
You know what it means to me
I couldn’t wait for a chance
To walk out the door
Mean…
You know what it means
In the arms of a poet
You know what it means
(r. turk/f. ahlert)
You’re mean to me
Why must you be mean to me
Gee, honey it seems to me
You love to see me crying
I don’t know why i stay home
Each night when you left all alone
Singing the blues and crying
You treat me coldly
Each day in the year
You always scold me
Whenever you’re…
Mean to…
(r. turk/f. ahlert)
You’re mean to me
Why must you be mean to me
Gee, honey it seems to me
You love to see me crying
I don’t know why i stay home
Each night when you left all alone
Singing the blues and crying
You treat me coldly
Each day in the year
You always scold me
Whenever you’re…
Mean to…
There’s an empty place inside that is hurting me
A place that keeps my heart out on its own
A disconnected function of my wretchedness
That keeps me so hard pressed
It’s a place where words are spoken you
will never hear
A broken bridge of lines that just won’t come
An empty lung that won’t give the wind
to speak at me
How far can it be from home
Why you gotta be so mean to me
Why you gotta drag me down just to make me see
You know I don’t listen good and I’m always in need
So why you gotta be so mean to me
Do you think that it got up and left
for good this time
A crowd of faceless strangers moving on
A feeling that you left it all behind you now
That it doesn’t hurt somehow
To know
(Chorus)
So open up the book that you keep deep inside
Let the pages yellow in the sun
Show them that you’re not afraid to let them see
How far you can be From home
Why you gotta be so mean to me
Why you gotta drag me down just to make me see
You know I don’t listen good and I’m always in need
So why you gotta be so fucking mean to me
Why you gotta be Why you gotta be
Why you gotta be Why you gotta be
Why you gotta be Why you gotta be
Why you gotta be so mean to me
