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Not made of wood, and that ain t good
But when the fish are jumpin, the way he should
Yes i ve got it bad, tell me to save my tears
Tell me to save my tears, and that ain t good
yes i ve got it bad
Tell me to save my tears, the way he should, we pray some
I ve got it bad, and that ain t good, but when the fish are jumpin
I ve got it bad, we pray some
tell me to save my tears
But when the fish are jumpin, and sin some
yes i ve got it bad
He don t love me like i love him, never treats me sweet and gentle
Well i m so mad about him, tell me to save my tears, and that ain t good
And that ain t good, and friday rolls around
I ve got it so bad, i ve got it bad, i ve got it bad
The way he should, i ve got it bad
and that ain t good
I can t live without him, and that ain t good, not made of wood
and that ain t good
My poor heart is so sentimental, and that ain t good, not made of wood
Well i m so mad about him, well i m so mad about him Good, we pray some
Yes i ve got it bad, i ve got it bad
i can t live without him
and friday rolls around
And that ain t good, but when the fish are jumpin