Don't Think Of Me

So you're with her, and not with me,
 I hope she's sweet, and so pretty
 I hear she cooks delightfully, a little angel beside you
 So you're with her, and 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
 So you're with her, and 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
 
 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
 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, oh it's too bad,
 don't think of me