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(Matraca Berg Jim Photoglo) 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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