E

E
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
     A
Well baby, you know you bug me, there ain't no secret about that
     E
Well come on over here and hug me and, baby, I'll spill the facts
      B7
Well, honey it ain't your money, 'cause baby I got plenty of that;

I love you for your

E
Pink Cadillac, crushed velvet seats,

Riding in the back, cruzing down the street
A
Waving to the girls, peeling out of sight
E
Spending all my money on a Saturday night
B7
Honey, I just wonder what you do there in the back of your
E
pink Cadillac, pink Cadillac

E
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
          A
Well they tempt you man with silver, and they tempt you sir with gold
         E
And they tempt you with the pleasures, that the flesh does surely hold
         B7
They say Eve tempted Adam, with an apple man I ain't going for that;

I know it was her

E
Pink Cadillac, crushed velvet seats,

Riding in the back, cruzing down the street
A
Waving to the girls, peeling out of sight
E
Spending all my money on a Saturday night
B7
Honey, I just wonder what it feels like in the back of your
E
pink Cadillac, pink Cadillac

    E
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
           A
But my love is bigger than a Honda yeah, it's bigger than a Subaru
    E
Hey man there's only one thing and one car that will do
       B7
Anyway we don't have to drive it honey, we can park it out in back

And have a party in your pink Cadillac

E
Pink Cadillac, crushed velvet seats,

Riding in the back, cruzing down the street
A
Waving to the girls, peeling out of sight
E
Spending all my money on a Saturday night
B7
Honey, I just wonder what you do there in the back of your
E
pink Cadillac, pink Cadillac