Hank Thompson
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Hank Thompson
Hank Thompson
Hank Thompson
Hank Thompson
Hank Thompson
Hank Thompson
Hank Thompson
Hank Thompson
Hey my little be-bop can't you see
You avoid me shamefully
Don't think I'm angry 'cause you flirt
Baby I'm not mad, just hurt
Maybe you could call it jealousy
While I think love's just mean to me
Now please don't be an extrovert
Baby I'm not mad, just hurt
I hope that you don't go away
And if you decide to stay
Make all doubts my heart dispel
Just one kiss would make it well
Hey my little be-bop destiny
Proves that you're the one for me
Now a kiss can fix up a lot of dirt
Baby I'm not mad, just hurt
[Instrumental Break]
Hey my little be-bop I declare
Call my name and I'll be there
Something tells me be alert
Baby I'm not mad, just hurt
You're the little be-bop I adore
Not a soul could love you more
But when I turn my head you always flirt
Baby I'm not mad, just hurt
It's really shameful and you know
The way you always treat me so
But you can't help those things you do
So I won't say shame shame on you
Hey my little be-bop a whoop-dee-do
I'm completely sold on you
At the art of love you're so expert
Baby I'm not mad, just hurt
I’m Not Mad, Just Hurt was written by Orville Proctor.
I’m Not Mad, Just Hurt was produced by Ken Nelson (Country).