歌词
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 weekend's over
And monday rolls around
I end up like I start out
Just cryin' my heart out
He don't love me
Like i love him
Nobody could
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 poor heart out
Lord above me
Make him love me
The way that he should
I got it bad
Like a lonely weeping willow
Nobody knows what I tell my pillow
I got it bad
So bad and that ain't good