D C G
She s my little deuce Coupe You don't know what I got
G
Well I'm not braggin' babe so don't put me down
But I've got the fastest set of wheels in town
C
When something comes up to me he don't even try
G
Cause if (it) had a set of wings man I know she could fly
D C G
She s my little deuce Coupe You don't know what I got
D C G
She s my little deuce Coupe You don't know what I got
G
Just a little deuce coupe with a flat head mill
But she'll walk a Thunderbird like (she's) it's standin' still
C
She's ported and relieved and she's stroked and bored.
G
She'll do a hundred and forty in the top end floored
D C G
She s my little deuce Coupe You don't know what I got
D C G
She s my little deuce Coupe You don't know what I got
C
She's got a competition clutch with the four on the floor
G
And she purrs like a kitten till the Lake Pipes roar
C
And if that ain t enough to make you flip your lid
A D
There's one more thing, I got the pink slip, Daddy
G
And comin' off the line when the light turns green
Well she blows 'em outta the water like you never seen
C
I get pushed out of shape and it's hard to steer
G
When I get rubber in all four gears
D C G
She s my little deuce Coupe You don't know what I got Repeat-fade