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Ford Robben

Busted up over you, busted up over you Well, you take what you want And you leave the rest behind That ain't too friendly, busted up over you Busted

Careless since that day, I remember Pictures come from heart to mind Standing at your doorway searching all of my love No, I'll never treat you unkind

I didn't want to do it I thought I could take my time With all your attentions Put me out of my mind Beautiful face and beautiful form Sweet lips to

Met a young man up in New York City Don't carry a cap or a cane Just an old guitar that he got from his daddy He showed him a little to play He got family

It's none of my business giving advice You can take it or leave, you don't need to be nice You're living through hard times and it's starting to show

Help the poor, won't you help poor me? Have a heart, won't you baby, listening to my plea? I need all your love, I need your care I need all of your love

Somewhere over my left shoulder There's a man who waits He's always watching when I stumble And he blinks when I hesitate He's got a real strange sense

Buy you a Chevrolet Buy you a Chevrolet Buy you a Chevrolet Just do somethin' for you Just do somethin' for you Buy you a diamond ring Buy you a diamond

I'm a real man, got some real guitar I'm a real man I don't even know where the boys are I don't mean to frighten you little girl 'cause you're so sweet