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 you, without you. For you I'm strong, I can't do without you. Ouch I'm a goucher, don't stay too long. I need a little, a little, ooh, little, oh, and I'm knocking on wood. 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. Singing the blues, I'm gonna use nothing 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 rather be blue, over you, than be hap, hap, hap, happy with somebody else.