Текст песни Blues Deluxe

I don't know much about love, people
But I sure think I've got it bad, yeah
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, yes, it is

I sit here in my lonely room
Tears flowing on down my eyes, come on, baby
As I sit there, sit there, sit there in my lonely room
You know the tears flowing on down my [Incomprehensible] eyes, oh yeah

I wonder how you could treat me so low down and dirtyJoe Bonamassa - Blues Deluxe - http://ru.motolyrics.com/joe-bonamassa/blues-deluxe-lyrics.html
You know what? Your heart must be made out of iron
No, it ain't no lie, come on, baby

Don't you worry
Oh yeah

Over here, sometime I get so worried
You know I could sit down and cry, yeah, take this
You know sometimes, I get so worried, people
You know and only you know I could sit down and cry
And it ain't no lie

Because I don't know too much about love, people
But I, but I sure think I've got it bad