I dont know too much about love people

But I sure think Ive got it bad

I dont know too much about love people

But I sure think Ive got it bad

Some people say love is just a gamble

But whatever it is its about to drive poor me mad

I sit here in my lonely room

Tears flowing down my eyes

As I sit here in my lonely room

Tears flowing on down my eyes

I wonder how you could treat me so low-down and dirty

You know what Your heart must be made out of iron

And it aint no lie

Sometimes I get so worried people

I could just sit right down and cry

Sometimes I get so worried people

You know I could sit right down and cry

Because I dont know too much about love people

But I sure think Ive got it bad