I've Got You on My Mind - Bobby Short

You can’t be much surprised to hear I think you’re sweller than swell

But granting all your virtues, Dear, you’ve certain feelings as well

You don’t sing enough, you don’t dance enough

You don’t drink the great wines of France enough

You’re not wild enough

You’re not gay enough

You don’t let me lead you astray enough

You don’t live enough, you don’t dare enough

You don’t give enough, you don’t care enough

You don’t make my sad life sunny enough

Yet, sweetheart, funny enough

I’ve got you on my mind

Although I’m disinclined

You’re not so hot, you

But I’ve got you on my mind

I’d thank the gods above

If I could only love

Somebody not you

But I’ve got you on my mind

Let my poor upset leisure be

Otherwise my pet treasure be

And arrange to let pleasure be

A bit less refined

For, darling, not until

I get that famous thrill

Will I be resigned

I’ve got you on my mind