Don't Think Of Me

See you're with her -- not with me
I hope she's sweet, and so pretty
I hear she cooks delightfully,
a little angel beside you

See you're with her -- not with me
Oh how lucky one man can be?
I hear your house is smart 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

See you're with her -- 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
Oh it's too late, and it's too bad
Don't think of me