V-12 Cadillac

He’s lonely and he cruises real low
That’s my v-12 cadillac
You know he’s on the go On down to the ocean
Surfboard by my side
He’s my v-12 cadillac
With delux power glide
I check the ocean, yeah
>from atop of the hill
We’re going surfing
In my coup de ville
I pull out on the freeway
I put my caddy in low
Then this real cute guy passed me But my horn just wouldn’t blow
So i pulled up beside him
Looked over real cool
Then he rolled down his window and he said,
«hey baby, your caddy’s a jewel.»
I check the ocean, yeah
>from atop of the hill
We’re going surfing
In my coup de ville
He’s lonely and cruises real low
That’s my v-12 cadillac
You know he’s on the go On down to the ocean
And my surfboard’s by my side
It’s my v-12 cadillac
With delux power glide
I check the ocean
>from the hill
We’re going surfing
In my coup de ville
(come on baby)
«hey nice board, you surf?»
«gimme a four foot wall and a good shoulder.»
«are you any good?»
«oh honey, you don’t know how good.»
We’re going surfing
In my coup de ville
(come on)