PINK CADILLAC 

WITH BRUCE SPRINGSTEEN

WRITER BRUCE SPRINGSTEEN



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 you know you bug me

There ain't no secret 'bout that

Well come on over here and hug me

Baby I'll spill the facts

Well 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

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 back

Of your pink Cadillac

Pink Cadillac

Well now way back in the Bible

Temptations always come along

There's 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

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

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

Now some folks say it's too big

And uses too much gas

Some folks say it's too old

And that it goes too fast

But my love is bigger than a Honda

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 in back