(Jim Rushing - Emory Gordy)

Being without you baby it's drivin' me crazy
But the way we were was drivin' me insane
The cure for a lovesick ill don't come in a little pill
I'd use a shot of good time in my veins.

Woke up this mornin' with a bad case of Friday night fever
I need a long legged hunk of honey to cool my head
I know a honky tonk down the street to treat a pair of lifeless feet
With a jukebox loud enough to wake the dead.

Feelin' good about feelin' bad
These are the best gettin' over you tears I've ever shed
Gonna get real toe and heel leave you like you're standin' still
Dance you right out of my head, feelin' good about feelin' bad.

--- Instrumental ---

Don't you worry your mind that you're worryin' mine any longer
If your mem'ry comes a callin' I won't be home
Well it may seem cruel and crude but I'm changin' my attitude
You'll be history in a sea of lost and gone.

Feelin' good about feelin' badThese are the best gettin' over you tears I've ever shed
Gonna get real toe and heel leave you like you're standin' still
Dance you right out of my head, feelin' good about feelin' bad.

Feelin' good about feelin' bad, feelin' good about feelin' bad...