Lena Horne — Glad to Be Unhappy

Look at yourself, if you had a sense of humour You would laugh to beat the band Look at yourself, do you still believe the rumour 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 can't win, but here I am 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 straying baby lamb With no mammy and no pappy I'm so unhappy But oh, so glad Unrequited lovе's a bore And I've got it pretty bad But for somеone you adore It's a pleasure to be sad Like a straying baby lamb With no mammy and no pappy I'm so unhappy But oh, so glad