PINK CADILLAC    WITH BRUCE SPRINGSTEEN   WRITER BRUCE SPRINGSTEEN      You may think I'm foolish 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 back   Of your pink Cadillac   Pink Cadillac   Well now way back in the Bible   Temptations 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 pleasures   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   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   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