FRANK SINATRA - I Got It Bad lyrics

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Never treats me sweet and gentle the way she should<br>I got it bad and that ain't good<br>My poor heart is sentimental, not made of wood<br>I got it bad and that ain't good<br><br>But when the weekend's over and monday rolls around<br>I end up like I start out, just cryin' my heart out<br><br>Doesn't love me like I love her, no, nobody could<br>I got it bad and that ain't good<br><br>Like a lonely weepin' willow who's lost in the wood<br>I got it bad and that ain't good<br>And the things I tell my pillow, nobody should<br>I got it bad, I got I bad, and it's no good<br><br>Though folks with good intentions, they tell me to save up my tears<br>I'm glad I'm mad about her, I can't live without her<br><br>Lord above, make her love me the way that she should<br>I got it bad and that ain't good<br><br>I got it bad and that ain't good<br>No good<br>No good<br>No good<br>No good