I’m Glad I Can Make You Cry
Just like a baby you’re crying,
Just like a baby you’re trying
Trying to tell me in your baby way,
That you don’t love me any more.
You saw me flirt with another,
And you expect me to say
I’m sorry, dear, so sorry, dear,
But somehow I don’t feel that way.
I’m glad that I can make you blue,
I’m glad that I can worry you.
I’m glad that I can make you grieve,
Your jealousy is sweet to me.
Sometimes I flirt to make you mad,
And when you’re hurt it makes me glad.
It proves that you love me when you sigh,
I’m glad I can make you cry.
Dear, when your tear drops are falling,
My heart your heart is calling.
Come let me hold you in my loving arms,
Honey, don’t be blue any more.
You ought to know that I love you,
And that my love will endure.
I’m happy dear, so happy dear,
I’m happy because you’re not sure.