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 goodTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.