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I've got a black book full of numbersAll the makings of a real hot summerRadio cranked up a-rockin'Week's pay burning a hole in my pocketI've got everything I need almostEverything I need I'm this closeEverything I need wouldn't you knowThe only thing I lack is you and a ragtop CadillacI've got my new boots off of layawayIt's Friday night and I'm ready to playFist full of quarters for the telephoneA '65 Chevy from a friend on loneI've got everything I need almostEverything I need I'm this closeEverything I need wouldn't you knowThe only thing I lack is you and a ragtop CadillacI've got everything I need almostEverything I need I'm this closeEverything I need wouldn't you knowThe only thing I lack is you and a ragtop CadillacYou and a ragtop CadillacI need you and a ragtop Cadillac Aus Songtexte Mania