And I’m driving in the flats in a Cadillac car
The girls all say, “You’re a worn out star”
My pockets are loaded, and I’m spending every dime
How can you say you love someone else, you know it’s me all the time
And I’m driving in the flats in a Cadillac car
The girls all say, “You’re a worn out star”
My pockets are loaded, and I’m spending every dime
How can you say you love someone else, you know it’s me all the time