(Your red light's on...) Oh, babe Look how you got me standing around crying Oh, babe Look how you got me standing around crying Well, I know you don't love me, baby But you're always resting on my mind Oh, baby I ain't gonna be riding around in my automobile Oh, baby I ain't gonna be riding around in my automobile Well, you got so many men I'm afraid that you may get me killed Oh, baby You ain't nothing like you used to be Oh, baby You ain't nothing like you used to be Well, when I was loving you baby You was sweet as an apple on the tree