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 cryin' 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 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 I 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