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i got me a deuce and a quarter, babe, she will ride you right, pick you up 'bout half past nine, we can ride all night, came up from the country, baby, city's where i stay, got me a deuce and a quarter, babe, that's all i got to say, she's detroit made, deuce and a quarter, babe, she's detroit made, deuce and a quarter, babe, big block, she'll do all the work, so we can ride in style, leather on those bucket seats, carpet, double pile, chrome that takes the moonlight on, sea to shining sea, you can hear those glass pipes rumble, to the statue of liberty, now, when i first got outta high school, i drove an old farm truck, all the girls they walk right by me, didn't even say good luck, now, i ride in my 225, they all wanna be my friend, i'll pick you up later tonight now, babe, if you can wait 'til then, just about every cat i know, wants him a coupe de ville, i pay half the price and get twice as nice, and they still tryin' to pay that bill, now, i can't say everything"s ok, ridin' in my car, but i got me a deuce and a quarter babe, she goes like a shootin' star,

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Artist: john hiatt