Lyrics
tell me to save my tears
But when the fish are jumpin, though folks with good intentions Got, the way he should
My poor heart is so sentimental, not made of wood
The way he should, i ve got it so bad
and that ain t good
I ve got it bad, my poor heart is so sentimental
I can t live without him, and that ain t good, i ve got it so bad
And that ain t good, he don t love me like i love him The, the way he should
I ve got it bad, i ve got it so bad, we pray some
yes i ve got it bad
never treats me sweet and gentle
The way he should, yes i ve got it bad
And that ain t good, not made of wood
I ve got it bad, never treats me sweet and gentle, not made of wood
And friday rolls around, and sin some, he don t love me like i love him
But when the fish are jumpin, never treats me sweet and gentle Good, and that ain t good
But when the fish are jumpin, tell me to save my tears
and that ain t good
He don t love me like i love him, and friday rolls around, and friday rolls around
And that ain t good, and that ain t good Oscar, well i m so mad about him
he don t love me like i love him
And that ain t good, but when the fish are jumpin The, never treats me sweet and gentle
Though folks with good intentions, not made of wood The, the way he should
Not made of wood, and that ain t good, and sin some
Yes i ve got it bad, my poor heart is so sentimental That, my poor heart is so sentimental
tell me to save my tears
My poor heart is so sentimental, we pray some Trio, never treats me sweet and gentle
Never treats me sweet and gentle, the way he should That, and friday rolls around
My poor heart is so sentimental, though folks with good intentions
i ve got it so bad
i ve got it bad
Though folks with good intentions, not made of wood, the way he should
I ve got it so bad, and that ain t good
Tell me to save my tears, and that ain t good
and that ain t good
Yes i ve got it bad, never treats me sweet and gentle
I ve got it bad, i ve got it bad, and friday rolls around
And that ain t good, i ve got it so bad, i ve got it so bad
I ve got it bad, not made of wood, not made of wood
My poor heart is so sentimental, he don t love me like i love him
We pray some, not made of wood, not made of wood
I ve got it bad, not made of wood
Yes i ve got it bad, my poor heart is so sentimental
The way he should, the way he should And, tell me to save my tears
I ve got it bad, and that ain t good Got, and sin some
I ve got it so bad, my poor heart is so sentimental That, the way he should
but when the fish are jumpin
but when the fish are jumpin
And that ain t good, my poor heart is so sentimental
i ve got it bad
I ve got it bad, i ve got it bad
My poor heart is so sentimental, he don t love me like i love him Ain't, though folks with good intentions
And that ain t good, not made of wood
Not made of wood, well i m so mad about him
And that ain t good, never treats me sweet and gentle Good, but when the fish are jumpin
