I'm a beat up Ford, you're a Cadillac -
t[F]here ain't nothin' w[C]rong with t[F]hat.
Your folks think I'm p[C]oor white tr[F]ash -
there ain't nothin' w[C]rong with t[F]hat.
D[Bb]addy says stay away from you,
Momma's 'fraid that our l[C]ove is true
and they're sc[F]ared their little girl w[C]on't come b[F]ack -
there ain't nothin' wr[C]ong with t[F]hat.
F C F 4x
I'll work for a livin' til the d[C]ay I d[F]ie -
there ain't nothin' w[C]rong with t[F]hat.
We may not get but w[C]e'll get [F]by -
there ain't nothin' w[C]rong with t[F]hat.
Cause b[Bb]aby we've got a whole lotta love,
I know that's much more t[C]han enough
to p[F]ull us through when we're b[C]usted f[F]lat -
and there ain't nothin' wr[C]ong with t[F]hat.
F C F 4x
Y[C]our friends think you've lost your mind
just because I'm [Bb]not your kind.
But [C]it don't matter what they say,
They don't k[Bb]now what we've got an[C]yway.
I'm a b[F]eat up Ford, you're a Ca[C]dill[F]ac -[C] [F]
Your folks think I'm p[C]oor white tr[F]ash -[C] [F]
D[Bb]addy says stay away from you,
Momma's 'fraid that our l[C]ove is true
and they're sc[F]ared their little girl w[C]on't come b[F]ack -
there ain't nothin' wr[C]ong with t[F]hat.
Yeah, they're scared their little girl won't come back -
there ain't nothin' wrong with that.
t[F]here ain't nothin' w[C]rong with t[F]hat.
Your folks think I'm p[C]oor white tr[F]ash -
there ain't nothin' w[C]rong with t[F]hat.
D[Bb]addy says stay away from you,
Momma's 'fraid that our l[C]ove is true
and they're sc[F]ared their little girl w[C]on't come b[F]ack -
there ain't nothin' wr[C]ong with t[F]hat.
F C F 4x
I'll work for a livin' til the d[C]ay I d[F]ie -
there ain't nothin' w[C]rong with t[F]hat.
We may not get but w[C]e'll get [F]by -
there ain't nothin' w[C]rong with t[F]hat.
Cause b[Bb]aby we've got a whole lotta love,
I know that's much more t[C]han enough
to p[F]ull us through when we're b[C]usted f[F]lat -
and there ain't nothin' wr[C]ong with t[F]hat.
F C F 4x
Y[C]our friends think you've lost your mind
just because I'm [Bb]not your kind.
But [C]it don't matter what they say,
They don't k[Bb]now what we've got an[C]yway.
I'm a b[F]eat up Ford, you're a Ca[C]dill[F]ac -[C] [F]
Your folks think I'm p[C]oor white tr[F]ash -[C] [F]
D[Bb]addy says stay away from you,
Momma's 'fraid that our l[C]ove is true
and they're sc[F]ared their little girl w[C]on't come b[F]ack -
there ain't nothin' wr[C]ong with t[F]hat.
Yeah, they're scared their little girl won't come back -
there ain't nothin' wrong with that.