You're mean to me, why must you be mean to me? Jeannie, it seems to me, you love to see me crying I don't know why I stay home, each night when you say you'll phone You don't that I'm left alone, singing the blues and crying You treat me coldly, each day in the year You always scold me, whenever somebody is near, dear It must be great fun to be mean to me You shouldn't fall, can't you see, what you mean to me You're mean to me, why must you be mean to me? Jeannie, it seems to me, you love to see me crying I stay home, each night when you say you'll phone You don't that I'm left alone, singing the blues and crying You treat me coldly, each day in the year You always scold me, whenever somebody is near, dear It must be great fun to be mean to me Jeannie, why can't you see, what you mean to me? Can't you see, what you mean to me?