Babe Blake - Mean to Me (1929)

Lyrics:
Mean to me
Why must you be mean to me
gee, honey it seems to me
That you love to see me crying

I don't know why...

I stay home
Each night when you say you phone
You don't...
And I'm left all alone
Singing the blues and crying

You treat me coldly each day in the year
And you always scold me
Whenever somebody is near dear
Oh, it must be great fun to be mean to me
But you shouldn't for can't you see
What you mean to me