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
You bug me
There ain't no
Secret 'bout that
Well come on
Over here
And hug me
And baby
I'll spill the facts
No honey
It ain't your money
'Cause I got
Plenty of that
I love you
For your
Pink Cadillac
Crushed velvet
Seats
Ridin' in the
Back
Oozin'
Down the street
Wavin' to the
Girls
Feelin'
Out of sight
Spendin' all the
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 you
Into doin' 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 I ain't goin'
For that
I know it was
A Pink Cadillac
Crushed velvet
Seats
Ridin' in the
Back
Oozin'
Down the street
Wavin' to the
Girls
Feelin'
Out of sight
Spendin' all the
Money on a
Saturday night
Honey I just
Wonder what
You doin'
In the back of
Your Pink Cadillac
Pink Cadillac
Yeah yeah
Now now
Nah now now
Some folks say
It's too big
And uses too much
Gas
Some folks say
That's it's too old
And that it just
Goes too fast
Oh then love
Is bigger than a
Honda
And it's bigger
Than a Subaru
Hey and 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 a
Pink Cadillac
Crushed velvet
Seats
Ridin' in the
Back
Oozin'
Down the street
Wavin' to the
Girls
Feelin'
Out of sight
Spendin' all the
Money on a
Saturday night
Honey I just
Wonder what
You do there
In the back of
Your Pink Cadillac
Pink Cadillac..