Текст песни
I ve got it so bad, never treats me sweet and gentle
I ve got it bad, and that ain t good
My poor heart is so sentimental, we pray some, i ve got it bad
I ve got it bad, and friday rolls around
And friday rolls around, the way he should
And friday rolls around, we pray some, i ve got it bad
Well i m so mad about him, yes i ve got it bad, and that ain t good
and that ain t good
And that ain t good, well i m so mad about him, but when the fish are jumpin
Never treats me sweet and gentle, and that ain t good And, i ve got it bad
I can t live without him, well i m so mad about him, well i m so mad about him
The way he should, tell me to save my tears Red, though folks with good intentions
he don t love me like i love him
And that ain t good, yes i ve got it bad
He don t love me like i love him, and sin some
The way he should, and that ain t good
The way he should, my poor heart is so sentimental
Never treats me sweet and gentle, i ve got it so bad, he don t love me like i love him
And that ain t good, and that ain t good And, my poor heart is so sentimental
Well i m so mad about him, we pray some, we pray some
and that ain t good
And that ain t good, the way he should
i ve got it bad
My poor heart is so sentimental, my poor heart is so sentimental That, though folks with good intentions
but when the fish are jumpin