(duke ellington/paul francis webster)



Though folks with good intentions

Tell me to save my tears

Well i’m so mad about him

I can’t live without him

Never treats me sweet and gentle

The way he should

I’ve got it bad

And that ain’t good

And when the weekend’s over

And monday rolls around

I end up like i start out

Just crying my heart out

He don’t love me like i love him

No, nobody could

I’ve got it bad

And that ain’t good

Lord above me, make him love me

The way he should

I got it bad

And that ain’t good


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