I feel bad
in a way that I shouldn't have
so bad, so bad, I got the blues
I feel poor
like I've lost my vigor
so poor, so poor, I got the blues
when I kiss you on the lips
it had took me on a trip
and when I kissed you on the lips
your heart didn't feel a skip
I feel poor
like I've lost my vigor
so poor, so poor, I got the blues
I feel bad
in a way that I shouldn't have
so bad, so bad, I got the blues
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