I Got It Bad (and That Ain't Good) Songtext
von Nat King Cole

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

She don't love me like I love her
Nobody could
I got it bad
And that ain't good

Lord above me, make her love me
The way she should
I got it bad
And that ain′t good

I got it bad
And that ain′t good