I Got It Bad Lyrics - Singles - Matraca Berg

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