Il testo della Blues deluxe

I don't know too much about love, people,
But i sure think i've got it bad.
I don't know too much about love, people,
But i sure think i've got it bad.
Some people say love is just a gamble.
But whatever it is, it's about to drive poor me mad.
I sit here in my lonely room,
Tears flowing down my eyes.
As i sit here in my lonely room,
Tears flowing on down my eyes,
I wonder how you could treat me so low-down and dirty.
You know what? your heart must be made out of iron,
And it ain't no lie.
Sometimes, i get so worried, people,
I could just sit right down and cry.
Sometimes, i get so worried, people,
You know i could sit right down and cry.
Because i don't know too much about love, people,
But i sure think i've got it bad.