John Hiatt
John Hiatt
John Hiatt
John Hiatt
John Hiatt
John Hiatt
John Hiatt
John Hiatt
John Hiatt
John Hiatt
John Hiatt
I got a long black electric Cadillac
She goes a thousand miles on a charge
I got a long black electric Cadillac
She goes a thousand miles on a charge
I'm runnin' subterranean air conditioning
And full electron photo array in my back yard
And when I'm headin' out west just to see ya baby
Only have to stop twice along the way
And when I'm headin' out west just to see ya baby
Only have to stop twice along the way
Once to get my groceries
And once to charge up my engine bay
I been running artificial intelligence
Ever since I was a little boy
I been running artificial intеlligence
Ever sincе I was a little boy
I been hacked to bits and pieces
But they couldn't touch my pride and joy
I got a big black electric Cadillac
I can drive from the back to right up front
I got a big black electric Cadillac
I can drive from the back to right up front
Electric fireplace sitting on the dashboard
Can warm your heart anyway you want
Was talking to elected official, baby
He was saying something so obscene
I was talking to elected official, baby
He was saying something so obscene
Had to run it on down to Jackson
Just to keep my motor clean
(That's what I had to do)