Peggy Lee — Good-For-Nothin Joe

He's just good-for-nothin' Joe But oh I love him so Guess I'd die if good-for-nothin' Joe Ever tried to leave me flat Oh yes I'm certain of that Folks I know can't understand Why I must have that man But he thrills me like nobody can Ain't a woman just like that I wouldn't mind doing what I'm doing I'd work and slave till my hands were sore But gee I know when I go home to him Instead of sympathy, he's just as mean as he can be Still I know there's nothing I can do Because I love him so I'd be good for nothin' too, I know Without good-for-nothin' Joe My good-for-nothin' Joe