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The poets say that all who love are blindBut 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 weatherIt changes with the hoursWhen he's near I'm fair and warmerWhen he's gone I'm cloudy with showers;in emotionLike the ocean it's either sink or swimWhen a woman loves a man like I love himNever treats me sweet and gentle the way he shouldI got it bad and that ain't good!My poor heart is sentimental not made of woodI got it bad and that ain't good!But when the weekend's over and Monday rolls aroun'I end up like I start out just cryin' my heart outHe don't love me like I love him nobody couldI got it bad and that ain't goodLike a lonely weeping willow lost in the woodI got it bad and that ain't good!And the things I tell my pillow no woman shouldI got it bad and that ain't good!Tho folks with good intentions ell me to save my tearsI'm glad I'm mad about him I can't live without himLord above me make him love me the way he shouldI got it bad and that ain't good From Letras Mania