She’s my 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 someone comes up to me
He don’t even try
Cause 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
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 floor

She’s my little deuce coupe
You don’t know what I got
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 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 turns green
You know 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
Little deuce coupe
You don’t know what I got

She’s my little deuce coupe
You don’t know what I got
Little deuce coupe
You don’t know what I got
She’s my little deuce coupe
You don’t know what I got
Little deuce coupe
You don’t know what I got