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| Gettin' Used to Being Treated Wrong (Stevenson) 1. I'm feeling bad and all alone I guess I'm getting used to beeing treated wrong Cause when I come home every night I'm all alone It makes we wonder my baby put me wrong And I've been searchin' round lookin' for a girl of my own I'm here, baby, all alone You tell me, honey, you're workin' every night But somehow, but somehow it don't seem right - I got the blues but I just keep keepin' on I guess I'm getting used to beeing treated wrong -- How could I choose to have the blues that I will loose your love What kind of man you think I am that would do the things I'm thinkin' of 2. Baby, baby, you treat me bad And you're the best old baby, baby, this man's ever had And now that you stay out till the break of dawn You tell me nothin' is going on You don't want me, but you want me to go on move till noon But when I come home you know I'm still all alone I guess I'm getting used to beeing treated wrong |