Babe, babe, babe, babe, babe, babe, baby, baby
I don’t want to leave you
I ain’t jokin’ woman, I got to ramble.
Oh yeah
Baby, baby, babe, I believin’
We really got to ramble.
I can hear it callin’ me the way it used to do
I can hear it callin’ me back home!
While riding in my Cadillac, what, to my surprise,
A little Nash Rambler was following me, about one-third my size.
The guy must have wanted it to pass me up
As he kept on tooting his horn. Beep! Beep!
I’ll show him that a Cadillac is not a car to scorn.
Beep, beep. (Beep, beep.)
Beep, beep. (Beep, beep.)
His horn went, beep, beep, beep. (Beep! Beep!).
I love you for your pink Cadillac,
Crushed velvet seats,
Riding in the back,
Cruising down the street,
Waving to the girls,
Feeling out of sight,
Spending all my money
On a Saturday night.
Daddy never was the Cadillac kind,
He said some things just glitter and shine…
How I’ve waited for this moment,
To be by your side.
Your best friend wrote and told me,
You had tear drops in you eyes.
Daddy’s home, your Daddy’s home, to stay.
Now when I’m very good, and do as I am told
I’m Mama’s little angel and Papa says I’m good as gold
Now when I’m very bad and answer back and sass
Then I’m Mama’s little devil, and Papa says I’ve got the brass
Now I wish that you would tell me
Cos I’m much too young to know…
Who put the bomp in the bomp bah bomp bah bomp?
Who put the ram in the rama lama ding dong?
Who put the bop in the bop shoo bop shoo bop?
Who put the dip in the dip da dip da dip?
So who put the leaving in your eyes
Who planted this satisfaction in your mind
Who gave you the strength to say goodbye
Who put that restless feeling in your soul
Who put the leaving in your eyes
I’d rather leave while I’m in love
While I still believe the meaning of the word
I’ll keep my dreams and just pretend
That you and I were never meant to end
It’s a Saturday’s night at the world
I am thinking about a girl
and how useless to search it becomes
when you seek all the answers in one.
Another Saturday night
And I ain’t got nobody
I got some money 'cause I just got paid
Now, how I wish I had someone to talk to
I’m in an awful way
Let me tell you 'bout it, lookie here
Josie found a nice warm place
But then the sheriff solved the case
Poked a gun in Josie’s face
And said “Look-ee here.”
Well, the Georgia Patrol was a-makin’ their rounds
So, he fired a shot just to flag ‘em down,
And a big-bellied sheriff grabbed his gun and said, “Why’d ya do it?”
And the judge said, “Guilty!” in a make-believe trial,
Slapped the sheriff on the back with a smile,
Said, "Supper’s waitin’ at home and I gotta get to it."
I shot the Sheriff
But I did not shoot the Deputy…
I’m eighteen with a bullet,
Got my finger on the trigger, I’m gonna pull it.
I’m a super-soul sure-shot, yeah;
I’m a national breakout.
So let me check your playlist, mama.
Huh, c’mon let’s make out.
We’re going down, down in an earlier round
And Sugar, we’re going down swinging
I’ll be your number one with a bullet
A loaded God complex, cock it and pull it
Robbin’ people with a six-gun
I fought the law and the law won
I fought the law and the law won
I lost my girl and I lost my fun
I fought the law and the law won
I fought the law and the law won
Agents of the law
Luckless pedestrian
I know you’re out there
With rage in your eyes and your megaphones
Saying all is forgiven
Mad dog surrender
How can I answer
A man of my mind can do anything
Secret agent man, secret agent man,
They’ve given you a number, and taken away your name.
When you were young
And your heart was an open book
You used to say live and let live
You know you did
You know you did
You know you did
But if this ever changin’ world
In which we live in
Makes you give in and cry
Say live and let die (live and let die)
Live and let die (live and let die)