Cadillac Man - The Jesters

Well I was toolin' down the highway in my beat up '53

Smokin' like a steamship with the police after me

When I passed the business district, just then I saw

A Cadillac Motor sign sayin' «Trade your run down car»

Well I pulled up in the alley, tore my clutch right out the floor

I was half way in the dealer’s when the cops flew by the door

I want a Cadillac, mister dealer

Black, tail fin, '59

I want a Cadillac, mister dealer

One that will blast off from the line

And when I hit that open roadway

Man, I really want to fly

Highway boy

Well, I bought that big black Cadillac and I took off down the road

Adjust my rear view mirror, then I spied that police Ford

They was comin' after me, boy, with their red lights all aglow

So I whacked that wheel around and I cut off down the dirt side road

That big machine wouldn’t make the turn, and the cops they grabbed hold of me

And the last I ever seen my Cadillac, it was wrapped around a tree

I want a Cadillac mister dealer

I want a Cadillac mister dealer

Yeah, a Cadillac mister dealer

I gotta have a Cadillac mister dealer

I want a Cadillac mister dealer

I want a Cadillac mister dealer