Billie Holiday - I Got It Bad текст песни

Duke ellington / paul f. webster

Though folks with good intentions

Tell me to save my tears

Well Im so mad about him

I cant live without him

Never treats me sweet and gentle

The way he should

Ive got it bad

And that aint good

And when the weekends over

And monday rolls around

I end up like I start out

Just crying my heart out

He dont love me like I love him

No, nobody could

Ive got it bad

And that aint good

Lord above me, make him love me

The way he should

I got it bad

And that aint good