Lyrics:

My baby treats me sweet and gentle The way that he should I got it bad and that ain't good My poor heart it's sentimental You know it ain't made out of wood I got it bad and that ain't good When the weekend is over And Monday rolls round I am the way that I started out You know I'm crying, crying my heart out He don't love me like I love him Ah nobody could I got it bad, bad, I got it bad, bad, bad, bad, bad I got it bad, ah bad And I got it bad and it ain't good