Lyrics:

From RavindraYou may think I'm foolingFor the foolish things I doYou may wonder how come I love youWhen you get
on my nerves like you doWell baby, you know you bug meThere ain't no secret about thatWell come on over here and hug meAnd,
baby, I'll spill the factsWell, honey it ain't your moneyCause baby I got plenty of thatI love you for your pink Cadillac
Crushed velvet seatsRiding in the back, oozing down the streetWaving to the girlsFeeling out of sightSpending all my money
on a Saturday nightHoney, I just wonder what you do there in back of your pink CadillacPink CadillacWell now way back in t
he Bible, temptations always come alongThere's always somebody tempting youSomebody into doing something they know is wrongW
ell they tempt you man with silver and they tempt you sir with goldAnd they tempt you with the pleasures that the flesh does s
urely holdThey say Eve tempted Adam with an appleMan I ain't going for thatI know it was her pink CadillacCrushed velvet
seatsRiding in the back, oozing down the streetWaving to the girlsFeeling out of sightSpending all my money on a Saturday n
ightHoney, I just wonder what you do there in back of your pink CadillacNow some folks say it's too big and uses too much g
asSome folks say it's too old and that it goes too fastBut my love is bigger than a Honda, it's bigger than a SubaruHey man
there's only one thing and one car that will doAnyway we don't have to drive it honey, we can park it out in backAnd have a p
arty in your pink Cadillac