Lyrics:

Shes An Old Cadillac**lf**a Big Coupe De Ville**lf**shes An Old Cadillac**lf**from Her Templins To Her Grill**lf**a-She May Drink A Lot Of Gas**lf**but My Baby Thinks Shes High Class**lf****lf**shes An Old Cadillac**lf**she Got Blue Leather Seats**lf**shes An Old Cadillac**lf**and Them White Balls Look So Neat**lf**and Theres A Paintjob On That Car That Makes It Shine Just Like The Bright Star**lf****lf**and When My Baby Sits Next To Me**lf**we Cruise Around And Play The Radio**lf**and Then We Park Upon The Hill Beneath The Moon**lf**she Tells Me That She Loves Me So**lf**she Hold Me Tight, She Do Me Right In That Cadillac**lf****lf**drive Away**lf****lf**and When My Baby Sits Next To Me**lf**we Cruise Around And Play The Radio**lf**and Then We Park Upon The Hill Beneath The Moon**lf**she Tells Me That She Loves Me So**lf**she Hold Me Tight, She Do Me Right In That Cadillac**lf****lf**step On The Gas**lf****lf**shes An Old Cadillac**lf**a Big Coupe De Ville**lf**shes An Old Cadillac**lf**from Her Templins To Her Grill**lf**a-She May Drink A Lot Of Gas**lf**but My Baby Thinks Shes High Class**lf****lf**shes An Old Cadillac