Lyrics Pink Cadillac - Kamila Nývltová, Bruce Springsteen

Pink Cadillac

Well, 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
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 the back of your pink Cadillac
Pink Cadillac
Well now, way back in the Bible
Temptation always comes along
There’s always somebody tempting somebody into
Doing something they know is wrong
Well, they tempt you with their silver
And they tempt you with their gold
And they tempt you with the pleasure
That the flesh do surely hold
They say Eve tempted Adam with an apple
But, man, I ain’t buying that
She got him with 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
Pink Cadillac
Well 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, she’s bigger than a Honda
Bigger than a Subaru
And, man, there’s only one thing
One car that will do
And, we don’t have to drive it
We can park it way out back
Honey, have a party in 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 the back of your Pink Cadillac
Pink Cadillac
Honey, I just wonder what what you do there in the back of your Pink Cadillac
Pink Cadillac