Well, they tempt you, man, with silver
And they tempt you, sir, with gold
And they tempt you with the pleasures
The flesh does surely hold
They say Eve tempted Adam with an apple
Man, I ain’t goin’ for that
I know it was her pink Cadillac.
Crushed velvet seats
Ridin’ in the back, cruising down the street
Waving to the girls, peelin’ out of sight
Spending all my money on a Saturday night
Honey, I just wonder what you’re doin’
In the back of your pink Cadillac,
Pink Cadillac, pink Cadillac. – Bruce Springsteen, with a few changes ‘casue that’s how I like to sing it.