I Got It Bad And That Ain't Good

I Got It Bad and That Ain't Good - Frank Sinatra (弗蘭克·辛納屈)

Never treats me sweet

And gentle the way she 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 crying my heart out

Doesn't love me like I love her

No nobody could

I got it bad and that ain't good

Like a lonely weeping 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 her

I can't live without her

Lord above

Make her love me the way that she 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