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