I Got It Bad (and That Ain`t Good) — текст песни (Frank Sinatra)

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 cryin` my heart out

Doesn`t love me like I love her, no, nobody could
I got it bad and that ain`t good

Like a lonely weepin` willow who`s lost in the wood
I got it bad and that ain`t good
And the things I tell my pillow, nobody should
I got it bad, I got I bad, and it`s no good

Though folks with good intentions, they tell me to save up my tears
I`m glad I`m mad about her, I can`t live without her

Lord above, make her love me the way that she should
I got it bad and that ain`t good

I got it bad and that ain`t good
No good
No good
No good
No good