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It was a California day |
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And we came to play |
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Riding smooth and heavy with the touch |
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Waiting on the car |
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Taking time on my digital watch |
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Old folks and children |
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Stand and looking |
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At the sight right in front of their eyes |
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All they could say, truly amazed |
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Was "whose Cadillac was that floating by?" |
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They all say |
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"Whose Cadillac is that?" |
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Everywhere we go |
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"Whose Cadillac is that?" |
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Up and down the street |
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"Whose Cadillac is that?" |
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Everyone we meet |
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"Whose Cadillac is that?" |
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Yeah, yeah, yeah woo-hoo |
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Ah yeah |
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Number one from coast to coast |
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Everybody they all know our name |
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From the neighborhood to Hollywood |
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Yeah we're moving in the diamond lane |
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Low to the ground |
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Heavy with sound |
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Everything from Blues to Rock |
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We stop in at Joe's |
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Got some burgers to go |
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And cruised all around the block |
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And the people say |
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"Whose Cadillac is that?" |
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Everywhere we go |
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"Whose Cadillac is that?" |
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Up and down the street |
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"Whose Cadillac is that?" |
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Everyone we meet |
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"Whose Cadillac is that?" |
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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah |
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My, my, my |
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Lord |
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A major intersection |
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Holding steady checking |
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Traffic moving heavy nine to five |
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Red light started blinking |
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We just started singing |
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As they pulled us over slowly to the side |
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They told us to freeze |
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And checked our IDs |
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And we gave 'em all tickets to the show |
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Then we said our goodbyes |
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Exchanging high fives |
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And everybody wanted to know |
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"Whose Cadillac is that?" |
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Up and down the street |
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"Whose Cadillac is that?" |
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Everyone we meet |
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"Whose Cadillac is that?" |
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We saw them scratching their heads |
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"Whose Cadillac is that?" |
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And everybody said |
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"Whose Cadillac is that?" |
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They got the music loud |
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"Whose Cadillac is that?" |
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And stirring up the crowd |
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"Whose Cadillac is that?" |
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Everywhere we go |
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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah |
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Everywhere we go it's the same old question |
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Right |