Black smoke rolling from my old rambler   I pulled into Joe's Auto Supply   Desperate for some kind of answer   Ol' 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 old Doc Miller's   I told the nurse he just had to see me   He took me in when he heard me tell her   That it 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