You're Laughing at Me - Mildred Bailey, Ирвинг Берлин

I love you which is easy to see

But I have to keep guessing how you feel about me

You listen to the words that I speak

But I feel that you listen with your tongue in your cheek

You’re laughing at me

I can’t get sentimental

For you’re laughing at me I know

I want to be romantic but I haven’t a chance

You’ve got a sense of humor, and humor is death to romance

You’re laughing at me

Why do you think it’s funny

When I say that I love you so?

You’ve got me worried and I’m all at sea

For while I’m crying for you

You’re laughing at me