Darling,
you must be stone cold crazy to treat me the way,
The
way that you do!
I
said…
Darling,
you must be stone crazy to treat me the way,
The
way that you do!
Because
the way you’ve been mistreating me, baby.
God
know, you must think my poor little heart’s made out of iron.
As
I sit here in my lonely room tears flowing out down my eyes.
Oh,
yeah!
As
I sit her, sit here, sit here in my lonely room
The
tears are flowing out down my eyes.
Oh,
yeah!
I
just wonder how you could treat me so low down and dirty.
God
know, you must think my poor little heart’s made out of iron.
Just
one more chance.
Baby,
let me prove my love to you.
Don’t
you worry.
Just
give me, give me, give me, give me one more chance.
And,
baby, let me prove my love to you.
Cause
sometimes I wonder how you could treat me so low down and dirty.
God
knows, ha…
God
knows…
God knows, you must think my poor little heart’s made out of iron.