Ella Fitzgerald

The poets say that all who love are blind
But i'm in love and i know what time it is
The good book says go seek and ye shall find
Well, i have sought and my what a climb it is
My life is just like the weather
It changes wth the hours
When he's near I'm fair and warmer
When he's gone I'm cloudy with showers
And motion like the ocean
It's either sink or swim
When a woman loves a man
Like i love him
Never treats me sweet and gentle
The way he 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 whne the weekend's over
I end up like i started out
Just cryin' my lil' heart out
He don't love me
Like i love im
No, nobody could
I got it bad and that ain't good
So bad, so bad
I got it bad, so bad
Though folks with good intentions
Tell me to save my tears
I'm glad
I'm mad about you
Lord above me
Make him love me
The way he should
Like a lonely weeping willow lost in the wood
The things i tell my pillow
No woman should
I got it bad, and that ain't good