Au revoir, fides et, we'll never meet againHeaven's Cadillacs are rollingAngels at the wheel, that old devil made a dealOff to paradise we're strollingHanging off the chandeliers all eveningWhile you lie in that weather, flies your weavingWe're not grieving, all of our feet are saneHand me that pink champagneHeaven's Cadillacs are rollingAdios, my dear, it's chillWe're off to pastures nearHeaven's Cadillacs are rollingWe got our ticket from St. PeterBut those pearly gates won't open for a cheaterThat beat us, adios, you so-and-soThat's why you're headed down belowHeaven's Cadillacs are rollingThey're rolling onWe're off to paradise, we'll never meet againHeaven's Cadillacs are rollingHanging off the chandeliers all eveningWhile you lie in that weather, flies your weavingWe're not grieving, all of our feet are saneWe'll never meet againHeaven's Cadillacs are rollingThey're rolling onHeaven's Cadillacs are rolling