I've Got It Bad (And That Ain't Good) Lyrics

My baby 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!

And when the weekend's over
And Monday rolls around,
I end up like I start out
Just cryin' my heart out

Ohh he don't love me
Make him love me
The way he should
The way he should

I've got it bad and that ain't good!