Lyrics:

(J. Mundy, A. Stillman, I. Jacquet)[Recorded April 11, 1962, Los Angeles]I must confess what you say is trueI had a rendezvous with somebody newThat's the only one I ever hadBaby, baby, don'cha go away madCheatin' shows and it never goesYou got a reason to be mad I supposeBut she only was a passin' fadBa-by, don't you be madHer kind's a dime a dozenAnd that's not the kind I wantWho'd ever dream your cousinWould wander into that restaurant?I understand that you feel upsetWhaddya you say that you forgive and forget?Come on and kiss me just to show you're gladBaby, baby don'cha go away mad[instrumental]Now, her kind's a dime a dozenI should've passed her byWho'd ever dream your cousinWould come along and give us the eye?I understand that