The Trouble With Me Is You

I haven’t got a headache darling
And my vision is ok too
Just look in my eyes and you can see
the trouble with me is you
I haven’t got a toothache darling
They are all as good as new
There’s only one thing that’s wrong with me, oh the trouble with me is you
Now it doesn’t take a physician, to analyze my condition
No hot water bottles or powder or pills,
Can ever revive me like your kisses will
I haven’t got a heart that’s strong dear,
It seems to skip a beat or two
It’s all out of cheer, it’s natural dear
Cause the trouble with me is you