Blues Deluxe Lyrics - Singles - Beck Jeff

I don't know too much about love, people, 

But I sure think I've got it bad. 

I don't know too much about love, people, 

But I sure think I've got it bad. 

Some people say love is just a gamble. 

But whatever it is, it's 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 ain't 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 don't know too much about love, people, 

But I sure think I've got it bad.