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You may think I'm foolish
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For the foolish things I do
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You may wonder how come I love you
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When you get on my nerves like you do
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Well baby you know you bug me
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There ain't no secret 'bout that
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Well come on over here and hug me
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Baby I'll spill the facts
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Well honey it ain't your money
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'Cause baby I got plenty of that
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I love you for your pink Cadillac
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Crushed velvet seats
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Riding in the back
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Oozing down the street
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Waving to the girls
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Feeling out of sight
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Spending all my money
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On a Saturday night
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Honey I just wonder what you do there in back
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Of your pink Cadillac
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Pink Cadillac
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Well now way back in the Bible
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Temptations always come along
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There's always somebody tempting
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Somebody into doing something they know is wrong
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Well they tempt you, man, with silver
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And they tempt you, sir, with gold
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And they tempt you with the pleasures
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That the flesh does surely hold
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They say Eve tempted Adam with an apple
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But man I ain't going for that
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I know it was her pink Cadillac
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Crushed velvet seats
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Riding in the back
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Oozing down the street
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Waving to the girls
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Feeling out of sight
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Spending all my money
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On a Saturday night
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Honey I just wonder what it feels like in the back
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Of your pink Cadillac
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Now some folks say it's too big
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And uses too much gas
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Some folks say it's too old
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And that it goes too fast
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But my love is bigger than a Honda
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It's bigger than a Subaru
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Hey man there's only one thing
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And one car that will do
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Anyway we don't have to drive it
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Honey we can park it out in back
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And have a party in your pink Cadillac
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Pink Cadillac
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| Natalie Cole |
