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 to pass me up
As he kept on tooting his horn
I'll show him that a Cadillac
Is not a
A car to scorn
Beep, beep
Beep, beep
His horn went
Beep, beep, beep
I pushed my foot down to the floor
To give the guy the shake
But the little Nash Rambler stayed right behind
He still had on his break
He must have thought his car had more gas
As he kept on tooting his horn
I'll show him that a Cadillac
Is not a
A car to scorn
Beep, beep
Beep, beep
His horn went
Beep, beep, beep
My car went into passing gear
And we took off with gas
Soon we were going, 90, must have left him in the dust
When I peeked in the mirror of my car, I couldn't believe my eyes
The little national was right behind, you'd think that guy could fly
Beep, beep, beep, beep, his horn would beep, beep, beep
Now we were doing 110, this certainly was a race
For a road too fast, a caddy would be a big disgrace
He must have wanted to pass me up and step on to his horn
I'll show you that a Cadillac is not a car to score
Beep, beep, beep, beep, his horn would beep, beep, beep
Beep, beep, beep, beep, his horn would beep, beep, beep
Now we're going 120 as fast as I can go
The rain will pull the sun down
And ride with me like we were going slow
The phone rang down his window
And yuck, we're me too here
Hey buddy, how do I get this car
Out of sight and clear?