[Instrumental Intro] [Bright fiddle hook over a swinging rhythm section. Telecaster answers with a playful descending lick.] [Verse 1] I was halfway through a story At the counter down at Ray’s; You came walking through the doorway, And the punch line slipped away. Old Ray waited for the ending Till you leaned in for a kiss; I said, “Boys, you’ll have to pardon me— She still gets me like this.” [Chorus] Still got it bad for you, Still get weak when you walk by; Still forget what I was saying When you look me in the eye. I ought to know how to play it cool, After all that we’ve been through; But here I am, your lovesick man, Still got it bad for you. [Instrumental Turnaround] [Piano rolls into a short pedal steel answer.] [Verse 2] At the family Sunday cookout, You were pouring us some tea; I came up and kissed your shoulder, And our boy said, “Y’all, please!” “There’s a whole yard full of people!” You just laughed and pulled me near, Said, “Your daddy’s been this way Since before you kids were here.” [Chorus] Still got it bad for you, Still get weak when you walk by; Still forget what I was saying When you look me in the eye. I ought to know how to play it cool, After all that we’ve been through; But here I am, your lovesick man, Still got it bad for you. [Instrumental Interlude] [Sixteen-bar exchange: fiddle leads the first eight bars, Telecaster takes the next eight. Piano and steel add lively fills over the shuffle.] [Bridge] [Drums soften to cross-stick; piano and acoustic guitar support the vocal.] Found a note inside my lunchbox, In your handwriting in blue; Said, “In case you ever wonder, I’ve still got it bad for you.” [Brief Instrumental Lift] [Fiddle climbs into a snare pickup; full band returns.] [Final Chorus] [Strong lead vocal with close country harmonies.] Still got it bad for you, Still get weak when you walk by; Still forget what I was saying When you look me in the eye. I ought to know how to play it cool, After all that we’ve been through; But here I am, your lovesick man, Still got it bad for you. [Outro] Come here and kiss me one more time— You know what that’ll do. Yeah, here I am, your lovesick man, Still got it bad for you. [Instrumental Ending] [Fiddle reprises the opening hook. Telecaster and pedal steel answer, followed by a crisp full-band stop on C.] © 2026 Redneck Muslim. All rights reserved.
