| Well, I’m not bragging babe so don’t put me down
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| But I’ve got the fastest set of wheels in town
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| Somebody comes up to me, they don’t even try
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| 'Cause if she had a set of wings, man I know she could fly
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| She’s my little deuce coupe
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| You don’t know what I got
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| Just a little deuce coupe with a flatheaded mill
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| And she’ll walk a Thunderbird like she’s standing still
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| She’s ported and relieved and she’s stroked and bored
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| She’ll do a hundred and forty with th top end floored
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| She’s my littl deuce coupe
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| You don’t know what I got
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| She’s got a competition clutch with the four on the floor
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| And she purrs like a kitten 'till the lake pipes roar
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| And if that ain’t enough to make you flip your lid
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| There’s one more thing, I got the pink slip, daddy
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| And coming off the line when the light turns green
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| She’s pouring out the water like you never seen
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| I get pushed out of shape and it’s hard to steer
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| When I get rubber in all four gears
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| She’s my little deuce coupe
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| Well you don’t know what I got
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| And coming off the line when the light turns green
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| Boy, she’s pouring out the water like you never seen
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| I get pushed out of shape and it’s hard to steer
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| When I get rubber in all four gears
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| She’s my little deuce coupe
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| You don’t know what I got
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| She’s my little deuce coupe
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| You don’t know what I got |