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 you bug me There ain't no secret 'bout that 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 Temptation always comes along There's always somebody tempting somebody into Doing something they know is wrong Well, they tempt you with their silver And they tempt you with their gold And they tempt you with the pleasure That the flesh do surely hold They say Eve tempted Adam with an apple But, man, I ain't buying that She got him with 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
Well 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, she's bigger than a Honda Bigger than a Subaru And, man, there's only one thing One car that will do And, we don't have to drive it We can park it way out back Honey, 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 Honey, I just wonder what what you do there in the back of your Pink Cadillac Pink CadillacTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
