big black Cadillac blues

Whooah, Baby,
Please come on back,
For youve got smething of mine,
Im sure I like this black cadillac in the morning,
My black Cadillac in the morning,
Yeah , my black cadillac,
Weve been married for a while,
She was sitting in that car cos he could sure drive,
She said step on it,
His face is running,
He said I dont know,
I dont want to get a ticket,
She said step on this thing,
She said if this thing dont go,
I dont want to ride this cadillac no more ,
He said well im gonna let the hammer down,
If you see a red light,
Run over it and get a ticket,
Cos he said, no I aint gonna get no ticket,
If I can make a breathe
That thing was wide open man,
My black Cadillac,
It left me and I had to sell my sugar in fact,
Hit and run alright,
Whooah baby,
Will you come on back,
Got something that I sure dont lack,
Yes, its my black cadillac,
My black cadillac in the morning,
Yeaah , my black cadillac,
With white worn tyres,
And this is what she told me,
I know your cadillac is,
Its really black,
I know you got that white on the tyre,
But I got a black man on the side,
White eyes and white teeth,
Oooh, Lightning you cant kiss me,
No lightning you cant get me,
Well , its obvious still,
Where, oh, where can it be,
I stopped in the parking lot,
Then I parked in the buss block,
I caught him,
But what good would it do,
That cadillac wouldnt run for me,
And it wont run for you,<比如>