text: Well, you may think Im 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 aint no secret bout that
  Come on over here and hug me
  Baby, Ill spill the facts
  Well, honey, it aint 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
  Theres 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 aint 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 its too big
  And uses too much gas
  Some folks say its too old
  And that it goes too fast
  But my love, shes bigger than a Honda
  Bigger than a Subaru
  And, man, theres only one thing
  One car that will do
  And, we dont 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