(Roger Miller)

Well, you don't care how I hurt
You don't care how I've cried
You gotta learn you can't do me
This way and get by with it.

Well, I don't know, I don't know why
But everything you tell me is a lie
You gotta learn you can't do me
This way and get by with it.

Well, it seems at first my thirst for love
Was satisfied by your sweet charms
But now and then you'd lend yourself to someone else's arms
If you can't, treat me right, well, at least won't you give me a try
You gotta learn you can't do me
This way and get by with it.

You know at first my thirst for love
Was satisfied by your sweet charms
But now and then you'd lend yourself to someone else's arms
If you can't, treat me right, well, at least won't you give me a try
You gotta learn you can't do me
This way and get by.

You gotta learn you can't do me
This way and get by with it...