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
It 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
Just a little deuce coupe
With a flathead mill
But she'll walk a Thunderbird
Like she'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
She's my little deuce coupe
You don't know what I got
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 lights turn green
Well, 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
She's my little deuce coupe
You don't know what I got
She's my little deuce coupe
You don't know what I got
She's my little deuce coupe
You don't know what I got
She's my little deuce coupe
You don't know what I got