Billie Holiday — Glad to Be Unhappy

Look at yourself If you had the 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 on the chin You have lost that toothpaste grin My mental state is all a-jumble I sit around and sadly mumble Fools rush in, so here am I Very glad to be unhappy I can't win, so here am I More than glad to be unhappy Unrequited love's a bore And I've got it pretty bad But for someone you adore It's a pleasure to be sad Like a stray baby lamb With no mammy and no pappy I'm so unhappy But oh, so glad Unrequited love's a bore And I've got it pretty bad But for someone you adore It's a pleasure to be sad Like a stray baby lamb With no mammy and no pappy I'm so unhappy But oh, so glad