Baby, I Don't Cry Over You

Baby, I Don't Cry Over You
music and lyric by Morton Krouse

Had my lunch alone, waited for you to phone;
Said you'd call me at two so at about twenty of three I had cocktails with Lee.
Baby, I don't cry over you.

Stood me up in the rain; tried to hurt me again;
Bet you thought I'd be blue;
I went out to a show with a swell guy named Joe.
Baby, I don't cry over you.

These foolish games you have been playing might work with somebody else.
But I could have told you right from the start no man is man enough to break my heart...

If you don't come tonight think you'll give me a fright?
Tell you what I will do;
I'll put on my best gown and go painting this town.
Baby, I don't cry over you.

Listen, Jack, your sweet Jill will be out with some Bill;
Maybe I don't cry over you...