Mac Cadillac
Yeah, I'm five lines out,
and ain't coming back.
Gonna ride on cloud,
in a Mac Cadillac.
Me and miss Jilly,
yeah, she's all that.
Riding on cloud nine
in a Mac Cadillac.
Goin to find Wilson,
wherever he's at.
He sang of Sally,
and her Mustang act
Wanna hear him again,
the Man kick's it back.
Gotta ride on cloud nine,
In a Mac Cadillac.
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