Lyrics:

Slick black Cadillac!
Oo-ooh!
Just a big black set of wheels – what it takes to get me off.
I’m gonna drive all night – spin my wheels – Delight!
Feels all right!
Yeah, it feels all right!
I don’t need no driver’s license – I’m too reckless to survive!
It’s like a carburetor-instigator – Feels all right!
Yes, it feels all right!
Drivin’ in a slick, black Cadillac!
It’s got solid gold hubcaps!
It makes me feel like a king –
I only need one thing:
And that’s a slick, black Cadillac!
Ooh, get it up!
Slow down!
Know I got a fully-equipped-to-rock&roll machine
At speeds that take me high-hi-hi!
At Dead-Man’s Curve, I hear one word: “Drive! Drive! Drive!”
“Drive! Drive! Drive!”
My machine is makin’ headlines – gets me love and everything.
It’s like an institution of revolution – Feels all right!
I mean it feels all right!
Drivin’ in a slick, black Cadillac!
It’s got solid gold hubcaps!
It makes me feel like a king –
I only need one thing:
And that’s a slick, black Cadillac!
Pull over!
Whooo!

Got the coppers on my trail – just won’t believe the A.P.B.! Yeah, yeah…
The siren’s spinnin’ – It’s me that’s winnin’ - they’re after me!
They’re after me!
For I know just what happened: I disappeared to their surprise!
I got a Cadillac monkey on my back, and I don’t mind!
No, no! I don’t mind!
Drivin’ in a slick, black Cadillac!
It’s got solid gold hubcaps!
It makes me feel like a king –
I only need one thing:
And that’s a slick, black Cadillac!
Wait a minute…
Slick, black Cadillac!
It’s got solid gold hubcaps!
Slick, black Cadillac!
I lay it down, spin wide, and get **** back – ooh, yeah!
Drivin’ in a
Slick black Cadillac!
It makes me feel like a king.
All right!