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BERG MATRACA I Got It Bad Lyrics
I Got It Bad
I can`t eat, I can`t sleep,
I got nubs where my fingernails used to be
And my cat is lookin` kinda worried `bout me.

The phone rings and I pounce
I`m like O.J. Simpson jumping over the couch
It ain`t you, I`m answering breathlessly

I got it bad, I got it bad for you

It got hot, you got cold
You said your mama didn`t think girls should be so bold
All of that from one little innocent kiss

Well now I heard it all
Maybe I should ask your mama to give me a call
Maybe she could tell me what to do about this

I got it bad, I got it bad for you

Well I never in all of my days
Ever had a man that would treat me this way
The one who ain`t beating down my door
Is the only one who`s got me walking the floor

I got jewels from a prince
Well the least I`ve ever gotten was a box of mints
But from you I ain`t got nothing but the blues

I got it bad, I got it bad for you

I`ve been snagged, I`ve been hooked
I burned my party dress and my little black book
Oh my God, what`s my world coming to?

I got it bad, I got it bad for you
I got it bad, I got it bad for you
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