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I'm a beat up Ford, you're a Cadillac - F C F there ain't nothin' wrong with that. C F Your folks think I'm poor white trash - C F there ain't nothin' wrong with that. Bb Daddy says stay away from you, C Momma's 'fraid that our love is true F C F and they're scared their little girl won't come back - C F there ain't nothin' wrong with that. F C F 4x C F I'll work for a livin' til the day I die - C F there ain't nothin' wrong with that. C F We may not get but we'll get by - C F there ain't nothin' wrong with that. Bb Cause baby we've got a whole lotta love, C I know that's much more than enough F C F to pull us through when we're busted flat - C F and there ain't nothin' wrong with that. F C F 4x C Your friends think you've lost your mind Bb just because I'm not your kind. C But it don't matter what they say, Bb C They don't know what we've got anyway. F C F C F I'm a beat up Ford, you're a Cadillac - C F C F Your folks think I'm poor white trash - Bb Daddy says stay away from you, C Momma's 'fraid that our love is true F C F and they're scared their little girl won't come back - C F there ain't nothin' wrong with that. Yeah, they're scared their little girl won't come back - there ain't nothin' wrong with that.
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