Nat King Cole - I Got It Bad, And That Ain't Good

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