Who Would Love This Car But Me

It's got a leaky carburetor, a rusted out floor
 Four broken windows, bullet holes in the door
 Torn up old seats and the lock don't fit the key
 Now, baby, who would really love this car but me?
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 Got the original paint, Joe put reflectors on the door
 It's got a Mexican blanket interior
 It's missin' all the chrome, it must be plain to see
 Baby, who would really love this car but me?
 Man, I picked a lemon, a lemon from the tree
 That grows in every junkyard from here to Tennessee
 I know it's gonna start, I just can't find the key
 So why the hell is everybody starin' at me?
 It's just a '55 Caddy, the brakes are no good
 It won't leave you stranded in a bad neighborhood
 The lights don't even work, it must be plain to see
 Baby, who could really love this car but me?
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 Well, man I picked a lemon, a lemon from the tree
 That grows in every junkyard from here to Tennessee
 I know it's gonna start, I just can't find the key
 So why the hell is everybody starin' at me?
 It's just a '55 Caddy, the brakes are no good
 But it won't leave you stranded in a bad neighborhood
 The lights don't even work, it must be plain to see
 Baby, who could really love this car but me?
 Oh, man, I picked a lemon
 Hey, why don't you paint it yellow?