Yuppie Cadillac

[Guitar Solo]

Cruisin' down the freeway

Slurpin' latte in my blue BM'er Roadster

I won for being Sales Rep of the Week

At my now failed dot-com

Then it happens again

S.U.V. damn near killed me

They made the roads so unsafe

I bought me one the very next day

Why do I eat up so much gas?

Why do I cut you off to pass?

What do I drive like such an ass?

Because I can!

Yuppie Yuppie Yuppie Cadillac

Yuppie Yuppie Yuppie Cadillac

[Guitar Solo]

But I need my armored luxury tank

To drive to work and drive home

Keep my children safe

As I run down yours

While I talk on my cell phone

Better you than me

Got important places to be

School, soccer, psychiatrist

And then the wine boutique

Why do I flaunt my upper class?

Hogging two parking spaces

Why do I act like such an ass?

No boundaries, man

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Yuppie Yuppie Yuppie Cadillac

Oh yeah!

Blow them up! Key their hoods!

Run them out of the neighborhood

Melt them down for Blue Chip scrap

War for oil? Draft them!

Got a big Hummer with monster tires

It's the latest craze

When S.U.V.'s are not enough

To break a traffic jam

Up and over I go

My terminator crushing cars below

I'm late for a meeting

More important than yours

My Krispy Kremes are getting cold #!!!**#!!

[Guitar Solo]

What is it 'bout the Navigator

Escalade, Suburban, Explorer, Yukons

That brings out the road-rage macho dick

In everybody who drives one?

Icy curves, slow down

'Nother pathfinder found its way to Hell

What a great way to thin the herd

But why should we have to share the road with

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Yuppie Yuppie Yuppie Cadillac

Yuppie Yuppie Yuppie Cadillac

Yuppie Yuppie Yuppie Cadillac