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Crossfire, Rain King, with his Cadillac, kid Marries every dictionary from his train-yard bliss His lips a fountain His daylight sparks Scattershot image
to that fine, fine music You know, her life was saved by rock'n'roll Despite all the imputations You know, you could just go out And dance
and uncles What you getting good? We da real mother funkers Funk what you thunk we the ones that a funk up Cadillac trunk filled with B-E-P bumpers Now
to that fine, fine music You know, her life was saved by rock'n'roll Despite all the imputations You know, you could just go out And dance
Private Jackson had a girl He fondly called Bo Peep Now Jackson didn't have a car So drove by in a jeep They took a ride, the time flew by And Bo
Crossfire, Rain King, with his Cadillac, kid Marries every dictionary from his train-yard bliss His lips a fountain His daylight sparks Scattershot image
and uncles What you getting good? We da real mother funkers Funk what you thunk we the ones that a funk up Cadillac trunk filled with B-E-P bumpers
Crossfire, Rain King, with his Cadillac, kid Marries every dictionary from his train-yard bliss His lips a fountain His daylight sparks Scattershot image
back And that car I saw sitting in front of my door Looked like a brand new, a brand new Cadillac, yeah! I ain't got none now baby I think you've
And that car I saw sitting in front of my door Looked like a brand new, a brand new Cadillac Yes, I ain't got none now, baby I think you've been
the street I met a cute little girl all dressed up so neat And the way that she was stacked I wish I'd've had a Cadillac For who would notice me just drivin'
The Cadillac doin' 'bout ninety-five, She's bumper to bumper rollin' side by side. Maybellene, why can't you be true? Oh Maybellene, why can't you be true?
my eye Hey hey hey all you young girls wherever you're at I got a brand new Cadillac I got a Ferrari too Sure 'nuff baby sure 'nuff 'n yes I do
Hawaiian tropic, dark And a bottle of jack in the Cadillac As I drive down the highway You aren't coming back and I know that now So I let the wind
her life was saved by rock 'n' roll Despite all the amputations You could just dance to a rock 'n' roll station And it was alright Jenny said when she
for That's what it's made for Ain't that what you stayed for? -Chorus- Who's that dippin' in the Cadillac? Snoop Dogg Smoke till your eyes get cataracts
as you're gettin' what you paid for That's what it's made for, ain't that what you stayed for? Who's that dippin' in the Cadillac? (Snoop Dogg) Smoke
Well Hank made a living out of lonely He sang like a freight train whistle moan Said "You'll never get out of this world alive" As if he'd always
range Oh boys take me back I wanna ride in Geronimo's Cadillac Oh boys I wanna see it for real I wanna ride in Geronimo's automobile Take me, take
I step on out, what do I see Sittin there just lookin at me All shiny and black and sharp as a tack Whose Cadillac is that? Yeah who's Cadillac is
tired limbs could ask for is a foot on the gas, and you, in my Pink Cadillac Pink Cadillac down a desert road Time goes by in episodes but don't you even
You always said I wouldn't stay I guess you saw the way before it all began I've always been a changin' train And when you think on this you might
the sky in that pink Cadillac While the boys of the press, we drink vodka in back And she tells us our fortune by crumbling leaves And she teaches us
ring She took the keys to my Cadillac car Jumped in my Caddy and she drove afar Put a detective On her trail The post office thought
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