My Baby's angry. He's always so angry;nHe smiles only when he can give me abuse.nWhat's the use. What's the use?nnThe church bells are busted again.nAnd at cakewalk class I'm out of sync.nI peek at granddad's watch and take a drink.nnLinen being pawned on an eclipse.nPack the swatches in the pony-cart.nBefore the gate he squints and he's ready to start.nnMy baby's angry--he's always so angry.nAt best he ignores me and don't curse and stare.nDespair, oh despair!nnHe gets pink roses sent by:nThe Other Woman now lives upstairsn(You think she thinks he really cares?)nnI go and retire by nine.nHe's in the Kansas City cabinet today;nPretend I'm asleep and I hear him say:nnThe Old Hag is sleeping!nNow Old Hag, stay sleeping:nIf you never wake up, it's heaven (as it were):nWidower! Widower!nnMy Baby's angry, he's always so angry.nHe smiles only when he can give me abuse.nWhat's the use? What's the use?