I can't handle the way she's been lately
Changing her mind every day
Some people roll in holy rollers
Some people pray
I remember the first time that she left me
And it wasn't for being untrue
The Cadillac Bar had the car painted red
I had mine painted Ford Falcon Blue

The wrong kind of lovers tell the same lies
It's so hard to find someone unique
You go back to the flack you can count on
She came back to me
But when I look into here eyes for direction
I can't find even a clue
Then she tells me the tires need changing again
She's making me Ford Falcon Blue

If I painted a picture you know who'd be in it
In a dress painted scarlet vermouth
But I'd leave my self out; if she comes back to me
You can color me Ford Falcon Blue
Ford

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Writer(s): Richard Wallace