| Come on baby jump into my big black car
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| We’ll take it real slow, baby won’t drive you too far
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| We’ll go to the back in my big black Cadillac
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| We can rock down the highway, cruise through the middle of town
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| Take you where you want to go, big ol' deal goin' down
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| Riding in style as the night grows black
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| In my big black Cadillac
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| Got a turbo glide and cruise control,
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| That machine can rock and roll
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| Strap in on baby, you’re in for a ride
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| When I shove it on down in over drive
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| Roll back the rag top, the motor is cooling down
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| When you’re in need you know were I can be found
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| So if you ever get lonely remember the back of my big black Cadillac
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| It’s got a turbo glide and cruise control,
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| That machine can rock and roll
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| Strap in on baby you’re in for a ride
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| When I shove it on down in over drive |