Song Lyrics
my life is just like the weather
I got it bad and that ain t good, my life is just like the weather
My poor heart is sentimental not made of wood, but i m in love and i know what time it is Got, but i m in love and i know what time it is
When a woman loves a man like i love him, it changes with the hours Got, i got it bad and that ain t good
when he s near i m fair and warmer
i have sought and my what a climb it is
i got it bad and that ain t good
Like a lonely weeping willow lost in the wood, but when the weekend s over and monday rolls aroun
the good book says go seek and ye shall find.
I got it bad and that ain t good, i got it bad and that ain t good
And the things i tell my pillow no woman should, but when the weekend s over and monday rolls aroun Simone, tho folks with good intentions ell me to save my tears
I got it bad and that ain t good, i have sought and my what a climb it is, like the ocean it s either sink or swim
i have sought and my what a climb it is
Lord above me make him love me the way he should, like a lonely weeping willow lost in the wood
i m glad i m mad about him i can t live without him
i got it bad and that ain t good
lord above me make him love me the way he should
Like a lonely weeping willow lost in the wood, i have sought and my what a climb it is
Like the ocean it s either sink or swim, never treats me sweet and gentle the way he should, i got it bad and that ain t good
The good book says go seek and ye shall find., i got it bad and that ain t good
when he s gone i m cloudy with showers
My poor heart is sentimental not made of wood, i got it bad and that ain t good
tho folks with good intentions ell me to save my tears
never treats me sweet and gentle the way he should
I got it bad and that ain t good, it changes with the hours, i got it bad and that ain t good
when he s gone i m cloudy with showers
I have sought and my what a climb it is, but i m in love and i know what time it is Simone, my poor heart is sentimental not made of wood
lord above me make him love me the way he should
It changes with the hours, i got it bad and that ain t good
I have sought and my what a climb it is, and the things i tell my pillow no woman should, like the ocean it s either sink or swim
i got it bad and that ain t good
when he s gone i m cloudy with showers
I have sought and my what a climb it is, my life is just like the weather
my life is just like the weather
i got it bad and that ain t good
I got it bad and that ain t good, lord above me make him love me the way he should
Tho folks with good intentions ell me to save my tears, my poor heart is sentimental not made of wood
it changes with the hours
I end up like i start out just cryin my heart out, tho folks with good intentions ell me to save my tears Got, like a lonely weeping willow lost in the wood
like the ocean it s either sink or swim
like a lonely weeping willow lost in the wood
It changes with the hours, i got it bad and that ain t good
and the things i tell my pillow no woman should
when he s gone i m cloudy with showers
the good book says go seek and ye shall find.
i got it bad and that ain t good
like the ocean it s either sink or swim
I got it bad and that ain t good, i got it bad and that ain t good It, the poets say that all who love are blind
when he s near i m fair and warmer
he don t love me like i love him nobody could
i have sought and my what a climb it is
Lord above me make him love me the way he should, the poets say that all who love are blind