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And when the fish are jumpin'
And Friday rolls around
My man and me, we gin some
We pray some, and sin some

Never treats me sweet and gentle
The way he should
I've got it bad
And that ain't good

My poor heart is sentimental
Not made of wood
I've got a bad luck
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

Lord, above me
Make him love me
The way he should
I've got it bad, so bad
And that ain't good

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