"I Got it Bad (and That Ain't Good)"
The poets say that all who love are blind;
But I'm in love and I know what time it is.
The good book says, "Go seek and ye shall find."
Well I have sought and, my, what a climb it is.
My life is just like the weather,
it changes with the hour.
When he's near I'm fair and warmer,
When he's gone I'm cloudy with showers.
In emotion, like the ocean, it's either sink or swim,
When a woman loves a man like I love him.
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.
He don't love me like I love him, nobody could.
I got it bad and that ain't good
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