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I Got It Bad (And That Ain't Good) - Frank Sinatra (弗兰克·辛纳屈)
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
