Title: Pink Cadillac
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Artist: Bruce Springsteen
Album: Tracks
Author: Bruce Springsteen
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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 and, 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, temptations always
come along
There's always somebody tempting you 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 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, 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 yeah, 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
And have a party in your pink Cadillac

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

Tempo: 128 BPM
Tracks: 5
Instruments:
Bars: 118

Lyric

Well now, 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 '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 the back of your pink Cadillac
Pink Cadillac

Well now, way back in the Bible
Temptation's 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 pleasure
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
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
Yeah, 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
And 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 what you do there in the back of your Pink Cadillac
Pink Cadillac
Pink Cadillac
Pink Cadillac
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