He always dreamed of a Cadillac.
That would show their asses.
He'd drive it real slow on his way out of town,
Like a long cool drink of water

After he'd gotten the kids through school,
He had a little extra jingle.
He saw an ad in the paper for a nice used one.
It was used, but not nice, at all.
So he passed, but always kept on looking, dreaming.

He's got plenty of money now.
Hell, he could really afford a new one.
But they don't make 'em the way they used to,
So he bought himself a nice Toyota Tundra, instead.

-jenn