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You know I can be found
Sitting home all alone
If you can't come around
Well, at least please telephone
Don't be cruel to a heart that's true
Baby, if I made y'mad
For something I might have said
Please, forget the past
'Cause the future looks bright ahead
Don't be cruel to a heart that's true
I don't want no other love
Baby, it's just you that I'm thinking of
Don't stop thinking of me
Don't make me feel this way
Come on over here and love me
You know what I want you to say
Don't be cruel to a heart that's true
Why should we be apart?
I really love you, baby, cross my heart
Now, let's walk up to the preacher
And let us say, "I do"
And then you'll know you'll have me
And I'll know that I got you
Don't be cruel to a heart that's true
I don't want no other love
Baby, it's still you I'm thinking of
Don't be cruel to a heart that's true
Don't be cruel to a heart that's true
I don't want no other love
Baby, it's just you that I'm thinking of
Don’t Be Cruel was written by Otis Blackwell.
Don’t Be Cruel was produced by The Residents.