I Got It Bad (And That Ain’t Good) Reginald Chapman (Ft. Kenneka Cook)

My baby doesn't treat me sweet and gentle
Not like he should
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

But when the weekend's over
And Monday rolls around
I end it like I started
Just crying my heart out

He don't love me like I love him
Nobody could
I've got it bad
And that ain't good

When the weekend's over
And Monday rolls around
I end it like I started
Just crying my heart out

He don't love me like I love him
Nobody could
I got it bad
And that ain't good