Benny Goodman

 I used to be the apple of your eye
 I had yo with me every day,
 But now whenever you are passing by
 You're always looking the other way
 It's little things like this
 That prompt me to say:

 You turned the tables on me
 And now I'm falling for you;
 You turned the tables on me
 I can't believe that it's true
 I always thought when you brought
 The lovely present you bought
 Why hadn't you brought me more,
 But now if you'd come
 I'd welcome anything
 From the five and ten cent store,

 You used to call me the top
 You put me up on a throne
 You let me fall with a drop
 And now I'm out on my own.
 But after thinking it over and over,
 I got what was coming to me
 Just like the sting of a bee
 You turned the tables on me