The poets say that all who love are blind
But I'm in love and I know what time it is!
The good book says "go seek and ye shall find"
Well, I have sought and my, what a climb it is!

My life is just like the weather
It changes with the hours
When she near, I'm fair and warmer
When she gone, I'm cloudy with showers
In emotion, like the ocean it's either sink or swim
When a man love a woman like she love him

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Never treats me sweet and gentle
The way she should
I got it bad and that ain't good!

My poor heart is sentimental
Not made of wood
I got it bad and that ain't good!

But when the weekend's over and Monday rolls around
I end up like I start out
Just crying my heart out

She don't love me like I love her
Nobody could
I got it bad and that ain't good!

Though folks with good intentions tell me to save my tears
I'm glad I'm mad about her
I can't live without her

Lord above me make her love me
The way she should
I got it bad and that ain't good!
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