Lyrics

Look at yourself If you had a sense of humour You would laugh to beat the band Look at yourself Do you still believe the rumour That romance is simply grand? Since you took it on the chin You have lost that toothpaste grin My mental state is all a jumble I sit around and sadly mumble Fools rush in Very glad to be unhappy Very glad to be unhappy Very glad to be unhappy Very glad to be unhappy I can't win, but here am I More than glad to be unhappy Unrequited love's a bore And I've got it pretty bad But for someone you adore It's a pleasure to be sad Like a straying baby lamb With no mammy and no pappy I'm so unhappy But oh, so glad Like a straying Like a straying Like a straying baby lamb With no mammy and no pappy I'm so unhappy But oh, so glad
Writer(s): Richard Rodgers, Lorenz Hart Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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