I Got It Bad

I Got It Bad - Ella Fitzdgerald

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 fish are jump in

And Friday rolls around

My men and me with jean some

And praise though and since though

He don't love me like I love him

No nobody could

I got it bad and that ain't good

Lord above me make him love me

The way he should

I got it bad and that ain't good

Now maybe I'm wrong to feel the way I do

I know my heart would never take somebody new

Got it bad and that ain't good