I Got It Bad (And That Ain't Good) Lyrics
I Got It Bad (And That Ain't Good) - Etta Jones
He 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 is over
And Monday rolls around
I end up like I start out
Just cryin'
Cryin' my poor heart out
Lord above me make him love me
The way he should
I got it bad
I got it bad and that ain't good
Lord above me
Make him love me
The way he should
I got it bad
That ain't good
I got it bad
And that ain't
Good