| Never treats me sweet and gentle
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| The way he should
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| I got it bad and that ain’t good!
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| (no, it ain’t good at all, you know)
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| Listen, have you been treating your lady nice lately, you have?
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| And how about you?
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| Great, well I’ve been gettin' rocked completely!
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| My poor heart is sentimental it’s not made of wood
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| I got it bad and that ain’t good
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| So you see on Monday nights
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| I just go out and drink and drink
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| But when the weekend’s over on Monday rolls aroun'
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| I end up like I start out just cryin' my heart out
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| Cryin' my heart out
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| Lord above me (come on) make him love me
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| Then he should
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| I got it bad baby
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| I got it bad baby
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| I got it bad and that ain’t good!
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| No it ain’t good at all you know
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| But listen Mister big shot I’ve got your number
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| And I’ll take care of you
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| And you too and you and you and you |