Frank Sinatra

Look at yourself, if you had a sense of humor
You would laugh to beat the band
Look at yourself, do you still believe the rumor
That romance is simply grand?

Since you took it right on the chin
You have lost that bright toothpaste grin
My mental state is all a-jumble
I sit around and sadly mumble

Fools rush in, so here I am
Very glad to be unhappy
I cant win, but here I am
More than glad to be unhappy

Unrequited loves a bore
And Ive got it pretty bad
But for someone you adore
Its a pleasure to be sad

Like a straying baby lamb
With no mammy and no pappy
Im so unhappy
But oh, so glad!