Little deuce coupe, you don't know

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,

cos if it had a set of wings, man,

I know she could fly.



She's my little deuce coupe,

you don't know what I got.



Just a little deuce coupe

with a flathead mill,

but she'll walk a Thunderbird

like it's standin' still.

She's ported and relieved,

and she's stroked and bored,

she'll do a hundred and forty

in the top end floored.



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She's got a competition clutch

with four on the floor, and

she purrs like a kitten

till the lake pipes roar.

And if that ain't enough

to make you flip your lid,

there's one more thing

I've got the pink slip, daddy.



And comin' off the line,

when the light turn green,

she blows 'em outta the water

like you've never seen.

I get pushed out of shape,

and it's hard to steer,

when I get rubber

in all four gears.



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From: Sergi Barba, Spain sbb1@alu.um.es