Yeah I want to write this song about my Cadillac
'cause ther're so f**kn' cool
The Nineteen sixties
I dont care if I get Eight miles to the gallon
Caddies are the sh*t
Next one's a sixty one 'cause I love fins
Me and all my friends can fit
And shotgun dont mean dick
'cause every seats first class
Throw in for gas

We'll take it to Vegas
We're ridin' like Elvis a cop in the truck
We got to fill again Down at Rip's
I am proud to be American
When i see the chrome and fins
I think the the wreath and sheild should be on the flag
Caddys are bad ass
I Need to get some more how about a Sixty-four
'cause I love fins