I'd rather be blue thinking of you
I'd rather be blue over you
Than be happy with somebody else
I'm crazy about'cha, without'cha
For you I'm strong.
I can't do without'cha
Howcha magoucha?
Don't stay too long.
I need a little ah, bedroom, little oh,
And I'm knocking on wood.
Ah, honey hurry up, hurry up, hurry up
It's so hard to be good
I'd rather be blue thinking of you
I'd rather be blue over you
Than be happy with somebody else
Will I be good? Will I be bad?
Don't be a fool, you fool.
My little flat, I'm turning that
Into a Sunday school
While you're away, I'm here to say
There'll be no iceman there.
Singin' the blues I'm gonna use
Nothin' but Frigidaire.
I'd rather be blue thinking of you
I'd rather be blue over you
Than be happy with somebody else
Blue over you, I'd rathe rbe blue over you
Than be hap-hap-hap-happy
With somebody else.
Writer(s): Billy Rose, Fred Fisher
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