I Don't Know A Thing

Black smoke rollin' from my ol' rambler I pulled into Joe's Auto Supply Desperate for some kind of answer Old Joe, he's a friend of mine I said, "Hey Joe I've got a problem" And I told him about what you had done He looked at me and he shook his head And said, "Sorry I can't help you son I can fix your carburetor I can rebuild your alternator I can change the plugs I can change the wires Replace all four bald tires I've got a warehouse full of parts" "But I don't know a thing about a broken heart No I don't know a thing about a broken heart" So I went down to ol' Doc Miller's I told the nurse he just had to see me He took me in when he heard me tell her That was an emergency I said, "Oh Doc, she really hurt me" And then my tears fell like rain He said, "I've had at least a million patients But never one in so much pain I could write you a prescription Give you a straight shot of Penicillin I could run a hundred different tests Or put a stethoscope to your chest And if it stops I'll give you CPR" "But I don't know a thing about a broken heart No I don't know a thing about a broken heart" So girl, that's how I finally wound up At your door Hopin' that you had the answers I've been searchin' for 'Cause I don't even have a clue Of how I'll ever get over you So tell me now where do I start? 'Cause I don't know a thing about a broken heart No I don't know a thing about a broken heart Lord, I don't know a thing about a broken heart