Three Window Coupe Jan & Dean

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[Intro]
Three window coupe, you're the toughest machine in town

[Verse 1]
Got a three window coupe that's short on looks
But she looks real good in the record books
I hold the track record in the quarter mile
With the low E.T. down that asphalt aisle

[Chorus]
Everybody picks my three window coupe (Eat 'em up, eat 'em up, shut 'em down)
Everybody picks my three window coupe (Eat 'em up, eat 'em up, shut 'em down)
Everybody picks my three window coupe (Eat 'em up, eat 'em up, shut 'em down)
Everybody picks my three window coupe (Eat 'em up, eat 'em up, shut 'em down)
Three window coupe, you're the toughest machine in town

[Verse 2]
Now, I know my coupe's not the sharpest around
But everybody knows she's the hottest in town
My high compression heads make it twelve to one
And every Sunday at the strip I make a trophy run

[Chorus]
Let me tell ya everybody picks my three window coupe (Eat 'em up, eat 'em up, shut 'em down)
Everybody picks my three window coupe (Eat 'em up, eat 'em up, shut 'em down)
Everybody picks my three window coupe (Eat 'em up, eat 'em up, shut 'em down)
Everybody picks my three window coupe (Eat 'em up, eat 'em up, shut 'em down)
Three window coupe, you're the toughest machine in town

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