Lyrics

I've got a Cadillac car and a big cigar and it's late.
A Cadillac car and a big cigar for a date.
A Cadillac car and a big cigar.
A man in the back who thinks he's going far.
A Cadillac car and a big cigar for a date.

He's got a neat pressed shirt, musn't show any dirt on his date.
A shine on his shoes and a suit that he's loaned from a mate.
Greased-back hair, mustn't spoil the view.
A twinkle in his eye that says he's coming through.
A Cadillac car and a big cigar for a date.

He said step on the gas son, I can't be late for this date.
If my girl's at the church and I'm not there she won't wait.
Driving round the corner with some time to spare,
He checks in the mirror on his greased-back hair.
A Cadillac car and a big cigar for a date.

Driving round the corner with some time to spare,
He checks in the mirror on his greased-back hair.
A Cadillac car and a big cigar for a date.

He said step on the gas son, I can't be late for this date.
If my girl's at the church and I'm not there she won't wait.
Driving round the corner with some time to spare
He checks in the mirror on his greased-back hair.
A Cadillac car and a big cigar for a date.

A Cadillac car and a big cigar for a date.
Well, a Cadillac car and a big cigar for a date.