Cadillac Car

Big
As in large
As in huge
As in, mine is better than yours

Now once upon a time the Cadillac car
Represented the highest classes in America
The pure, unstained WASP
They never worried about the costs, no
Then the Cadillac car was bought by the rising Jews
To show they were just as good and part of the scheme
Now we got the Cadillac taken over
By our Negro brother
To prove he, too, belongs
In the American dream

Look
I'm trying to tell you (You better hurry up, baby)
I'm trying to tell you thus
If the big white man can make us think we need his Cadillac
To make us feel as good as him
We can make him think he needs our music
To make him feel
As good as us (We'll make him feel as good as us)

But it's not easy as it may sound
You've got to get a smoother sound (Got to get a smoother sound)
Got to get a smoother sound

This man here's got obvious style
You can tell by his music
And his dazzling smile

And I like Sinatra, jazz, and the blues
And I like gospel and blue suede shoes
And I like modern sounds
That catch your ear
There are so many sounds we love to hear
There are so many sounds we love to hear
There are so many sounds we love to hear
There are so many sounds we love to hear
We'll blend em all in
(We'll bend it all in)
The more you put in
The more you can win
(The more you can win)

I got me a Cadillac
(Cadillac, Cadillac)
I got me a Cadillac car
(Ooh, ooh) Baby, I got me a Cadillac
(Cadillac, Cadillac)
Look at me mister, I'm a star
(Ooh, ooh)

Our record's number 58
(Move me, move me, move me right to the top)
Our record's number 47
(Move me, move me, move me right to the top)
We're number 32
(Move me, move me, move me right to the top)
We're number 27!
(Move me, move me, move me right to the top)

Got me a Cadillac, Cadillac, Cadillac
Got me a Cadillac car
Oh, I got me a Cadillac, Cadillac, Cadillac
Look at me, mister, I'm a star
Look at me, mister, I'm a star
Look at me, mister
I'm a star



Credits
Writer(s): Tom Eyen, Henry D. Krieger
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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