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Little Deuce Coupe

Little deuce Coupe 
You don't know what I got 
Little deuce Coupe 
You don't know what I got 

Well I'm not braggin' babe so don't put me down 
But I've got the fastest set of wheels in town 
When something comes up to me he don't even try 
Cause if I had a set of wings man I know she could fly 
She's my little deuce coupe 
You don't know what I got 
(My little deuce coupe) 
(You don't know what I got) 

Just a little deuce coupe with a flat head mill 
But she'll walk a Thunderbird like (sheOs) it's standin' still 
She's ported and relieved and she's stroked and bored. 
She'll do a hundred and forty with the top end floored 
She's my little deuce coupe 
You don't know what I got 
(My little deuce coupe) 
(You don't know what I got) 

She's got a competition clutch with the four on the floor 
And she purrs like a kitten till the lake pipes roar 
And if that aint enough to make you flip your lid 
There's one more thing, I got the pink slip daddy 

And comin' off the line when the light turns green 
Well she blows 'em outta the water like you never seen 
I get pushed out of shape and it's hard to steer 
When I get rubber in all four gears 

She's my little deuce coupe 
You don't know what I got 
(My little deuce coupe) 
(You don't know what I got) 
She's my little deuce coupe 
You don't know what I got 
(My little deuce coupe) 
(You don't know what I got) 
She's my little deuce coupe 
You don't know what I got