Pink Cadillac - Graham Parker

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 Cadillac