Well you may think
I'm foolish
for the foolish things
I do
You may wonder
how come I love you
When you get
on my nerves
like you do
Well baby you know
how you bug me
There ain't no secret
'bout that
Well come on over here
and hug me
Baby I'll spill the facts
Well honey it ain't
your money
'Cause baby I got
plenty of that
I love you for your
pink Cadillac
crushed velvet seats
Riding in the back
oozing down the street
Waving to the girls
feeling out of sight
Spending all my money
on a Saturday night
Honey I just wonder
what you do there
in the back
of your pink Cadillac
pink Cadillac
Well now way back
in the Bible
Temptations always
come along
There's always
somebody tempting
somebody into
doing something
they know is wrong
Well they tempt you
man, with silver
And they tempt you
sir, with gold
And they tempt you
with the pleasures
That the flesh
does surely hold
They say Eve
tempted Adam
with an apple
But man I ain't
going for that
I know it was her
pink Cadillac
crushed velvet seats
Riding in the back
oozing down the street
Waving to the girls
feeling out of sight
Spending all my money
on a Saturday night
Honey I just wonder
what it feels like
in the back
of your pink Cadillac
pink Cadillac
Now some folks say
it's too big
And uses
too much gas
Some folks say
it's too old
And that it
goes too fast
But my love
is bigger
than a Honda
Yeah it's bigger
than a Subaru
Hey man there's
only one thing
and one car
that will do
Anyway we don't
have to drive it
honey we can
park it out in back
And have a party
in your pink Cadillac
crushed velvet seats
Riding in the back
oozing down the street
Waving to the girls
feeling out of sight
Spending all my money
on a Saturday night
Honey I just wonder
what you do there
in the back
of your pink Cadillac
pink Cadillac
Pink Cadillac
Pink Cadillac
Pink Cadillac
Pink Cadillac
Pink Cadillac
Pink Cadillac