I Got It Bad (And That Ain't Good) Songtext
von Frank Sinatra

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 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