Slick black Cadillac!

Oo-ooh!

Just a big black set of wheels – what it takes to get me off.

I’m gonna drive all night – spin my wheels – Delight!

Feels all right!

Yeah, it feels all right!

I don’t need no driver’s license – I’m too reckless to survive!

It’s like a carburetor-instigator – Feels all right!

Yes, it feels all right!

Drivin’ in a slick, black Cadillac!

It’s got solid gold hubcaps!

It makes me feel like a king –

I only need one thing:

And that’s a slick, black Cadillac!

Ooh, get it up!

Slow down!

Know I got a fully-equipped-to-rock&roll machine

At speeds that take me high-hi-hi!

At Dead-Man’s Curve, I hear one word: “Drive! Drive! Drive!”

“Drive! Drive! Drive!”

My machine is makin’ headlines – gets me love and everything.

It’s like an institution of revolution – Feels all right!

I mean it feels all right!

Drivin’ in a slick, black Cadillac!

It’s got solid gold hubcaps!

It makes me feel like a king –

I only need one thing:

And that’s a slick, black Cadillac!

Pull over!

Whooo!



Got the coppers on my trail – just won’t believe the A.P.B.! Yeah, yeah…

The siren’s spinnin’ – It’s me that’s winnin’ - they’re after me!

They’re after me!

For I know just what happened: I disappeared to their surprise!

I got a Cadillac monkey on my back, and I don’t mind!

No, no! I don’t mind!

Drivin’ in a slick, black Cadillac!

It’s got solid gold hubcaps!

It makes me feel like a king –

I only need one thing:

And that’s a slick, black Cadillac!

Wait a minute…

Slick, black Cadillac!

It’s got solid gold hubcaps!

Slick, black Cadillac!

I lay it down, spin wide, and get **** back – ooh, yeah!

Drivin’ in a

Slick black Cadillac!

It makes me feel like a king.

All right!