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Beach Boys - Little Girl (You're My Miss America) Lyrics

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

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