text: 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, aint no secret bout that
  Well, come on over here and hug me, baby, Ill show you where its at
  Well, honey, it aint your money, 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
  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, man, with silver, and they tempt you, sir, with gold
  And they tempt you with the pleasures the flesh does surely hold
  They say Eve tempted Adam with an apple but, man, I aint going for that
  Im going for the 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
  Yeah, some folks say its a little too big and uses too much gas
  Some folks say its too old, it goes just a little too fast
  But my love is bigger than a Honda, its bigger than a Subaru
  Hey man, theres only one thing and theres one car that will do
  Anyway we dont have to drive it, we can park it out in back
  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 it feels like in the back of your pink Cadillac
  Pink Cadillac