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 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
Ferrari, ridin' in the back
Oozing down the street,
waving to the girls
Feeling out of sight,
spamming all my money on a
Saturday night
Honey, I just wonder what you do
there in the back of your praying
Cadillac
Praying
Cadillac
Now way back in the
Bible, temptation always come along
There's always somebody
tempting somebody
Doing something they know is wrong
Well, they tempt you with the silver
And they tempt you with the gold
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 a pink
Cadillac
Crunchy velvet seats,
ridin' in the back
Oozin' down the street,
wavin' to the girl
Feelin' out of sight,
spendin' all my money on a
Saturday night
Honey, I just wonder what it feel
like in the back of your pained
Cadillac
Pained
Cadillac, yeah
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
Suz
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
And have a party in your pink
Cadillac
Crushed their receipts,
ridin' in the back
Oozin' down the street,
wavin' to the girl
Bein' out of sight,
spendin' 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 you do
there in the back of your pink
Cadillac
Pink
Cadillac
Bake, oooooh, bake, ooooh,
ooooh, ooooh, oooooh,
you