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
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 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


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
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 back
Of your pink Cadillac

Pink Cadillac
Pink Cadillac