Baby I Don't Cry Over You

I ate my lunch all alone, waiting for you to phone.
You said you'd call me at 2.
Well, by twenty of three, I had cocktails with Leigh,
Baby, I don't cry over you.

Stood me up in the rain, tried to hurt me again,
Bet you thought I'd be blue.
But I went out to the show with some swell guy I know,
Baby, I don't cry over you.

These foolish games we keep playing
might work with somebody else--
I could have told you right from the start:
No man is man enough to break my heart.

So if you don't come tonight, think you'll give me a fright,
I'll tell you what I will do:
I'll put on my best gown and go painting this town,
Baby, I don't cry over you.

Listen now, my sweet dear, I'll be out with some beer:
Baby, I don't cry over you.