I've Got it Bad and That Ain't Good

Never treats me sweet and gentle

The way that he should

'Cause I've got it bad, and that ain't good

My poor heart is sentimental

Not made of wood

I've got it bad, and that ain't good

And when the weekend is over

And Monday rolls around

I end up

Just like I start out

Crying my heart out

He don't love me

Like I love him

Nobody could

Oh, I've got it bad, and that ain't good

No, bee-boo-boo-bee-bo-bee

Sugar, sugar, sugar, sugar

And when the weekend is over

And Monday rolls around, I

I end up just like I start out

Oh, just crying, crying my heart out, oh

He don't love me, no

Like I love him

Mm, nobody, nobody, nobody could

I've got it bad, oh baby

I've got it bad

I got it bad for you

I got it bad

Oh baby, I want you

I need you, oh sa-boo-boo-bee-bee-bee-bee-bee bee-boo-bee

Sa-boo-bee-bee-ooh

Bee-oo-boo-bee-oo-boo-boo-bee-a-loo

Spee-bee-boo-bee-oop-bae-ba-boo-bee-bo-bo-bae-bae

Ba-spoo-bee-bee-bee-oh-ho-oh

Spo-do-dee, sto-do-dee-dee

Sto-do-dee-dee, doo-dee-dee

Sto-bee-oh-boo-boo-bee

Bee-boo-boo-bee

Zee-boo-boo-bee, zee-boo-boo-bee-bo-bee

Sto-boo-ba-de-ba-de

I want you to want me too

I really got it bad, I got it bad, I got it bad

I got it, I got it, I got it bad

Oh baby, baby

And that ain't good

No, no