You may think I'm For the foolish I do You may how come I love you you get on my nerves like you do Well baby, you you bug me There no secret about that Well come on over and hug me And, baby, I'll the facts Well, honey it ain't money 'Cause baby I got of that
I love you for your pink Crushed velvet Riding in the back, oozing down the Waving to the Peeling out of Spending all my money on a night Honey, I just wonder what you do there in back of your pink Cadillac
Well now way back in the bible, temptations always along There's always tempting you Into doing something know is wrong they tempt you man with silver and they tempt you sir with gold And they tempt you the pleasures that the flesh does surely hold They say eve tempted with an apple Man I ain't going for
I know it was her Cadillac Crushed seats Riding in the back, oozing down the Waving to the out of sight Spending all my on a Saturday night Honey, I wonder what you do there in back of your pink Cadillac Cadillac, yeah
Now some folks say too big and uses too much gas Some say that it's too old and that it goes too fast But my love is bigger a honda, it's bigger than a Subaru Hey man there's only one and one car that will do Anyway we don't have to drive it honey, we can park it out in And a party in your
Cadillac Crushed velvet in the back, oozing down the street Waving to the out of sight Spending all my on a Saturday night Honey, I just wonder what you do in back of your pink Cadillac
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