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