Il testo della I got it bad

Never treats me sweet and gentle, the way she should
I got it bad and that aint good
My poor heart is sentimental, not made of wood
I got it bad and that aint good

But when the weekends over and monday rolls around
I end up like i start out, just cryin my heart out
Doesnt love me like i love her, no, nobody could
I got it bad and that aint good

Like a lonely weepin willow whos lost in the wood
I got it bad and that aint good
And the things i tell my pillow, nobody should
I got it bad, i got it bad and its no good

Though folks with good intentions, they tell me to save up my tears
Im glad im mad about her, i cant live without her
Lord above, make her love me the way that she should
I got it bad and that aint good
I got it bad and that aint good

No good
No good
No good
No good