Honey, 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 I know you bug me
There ain't no secret 'bout that
Well, come on over here and hug me
And baby I'll spill the facts
Oh, 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, cruising 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
Temptations always come along
There's always somebody tempting you
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, cruising 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
Now some folks say it's too big
And it uses too much gas
And some folks say it's too old
And that it goes too fast
But my love is bigger than a Honda
Yeah, 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 back
And have a party in your pink Cadillac, crushed velvet seats
Riding in the back, cruising 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 you do there in the back
Of your pink Cadillac, pink Cadillac