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Three window coupe you're the toughest machine in town 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 a low E.T. down the asphalt aisle [Chorus:] Eat 'em up eat 'em up shut 'em down Three window coupe you're the toughest in town Eat 'em up eat 'em up shut 'em down Three window coupe make a trophy run Three window coupe you're the toughest machine in town Now I know my coupe's not the sharpest around But everybody knows she's the hottest in town My hydro pressure heads make it twelve to one And Sunday at the drag stop there's a trophy run [Chorus] Now my little three window don't look like much Till the flag goes down and I pop the clutch Then I put my foot in and I really go And my three window [Chorus] "Toughest machine in town" "Toughest machine in town" |