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Lyricist: Frank Sinatra
Lyrics:
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