Interpret:

Kamila Nývltová

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Kamila Nývltová

You may think I'm fooling
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 about 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
Peeling 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 you
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
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
Peeling 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, hey hey


Now some, 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 (Honda)
It's bigger than a Subaru (that too)
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
And have a party in your pink Cadillac


Crushed velvet seats
Riding in the back
Oozing down the street
Waving to the girls
Peeling 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, hey hey
Pink Cadillac, yeah
Pink Cadillac
Pink Cadillac