Don’t Be Like That

Oh, at last I've got you near
So I can tell you, dear
That your funny disposition almost drives me wild!
I know that you could be
So nice and sweet to me;
But you treat me just as though I'm a child!

I ask you for a kiss
You give me just one kiss
When I'd want another kiss;
Ah, don't be like that!

And when I wanna pet
And I think we're all set
You play so hard to get;
Don't be like that!

I wish I knew if you really love me
The things you do, make me think that you don't think much of me

You know, we'd make a lovely pair
If you could only care
But you're a frigidaire;
Aw, don't be like that!

I call you on the phone
And I get you on the phone
But you say you're not home;
Oh, don't be like that!

Ya know, when you call on Sunday night
And everything is just so nice
But you let the lights burn bright
Don't be like that!

You think that I'll spend my evenings gaily
When all you try is a tune on your ukulele

You know, another thing I found
When Christmas time comes round
You're always out of town
Ah, don't be like that!

Oh, don't be like that!

Oh, honey dear, you are so appealing
And when you love, oh, you love with such feeling!

I love that boop-boop-a-doop
You love that boop-boop-a-doop
We love that boop-oo-doop-oo;
Oh, don't be like that!