Three-window coupe, you're the toughest machine in townGot a three-window coupe that's short on looksBut she looks real good in the record booksI hold the track record in the quarter mileWith a low E.T. down that asphaltEverybody gets my short-window coupeEverybody gets my short-window coupeThree-window coupe, you're the toughest machine in townNow I know my coupe's not the sharpest aroundBut everybody knows she's the hottest in townMy high-compression heads make it twelve to oneAnd every Sunday at the strip I make a trophy runLet me tell youEverybody gets my short-window coupeEverybody gets my short-window coupeEverybody gets my short-window coupeEverybody gets my short-window coupeEverybody gets my short-window coupeEverybody gets my short-window coupeThree-window coupe, you're the toughest machine in townMy three-window coupe don't look like muchTill the flag goes down and I pop a clutchThen I put my foot in it and I really goAnd take them up the tuneLet me tell youEverybody gets my short-window coupeEverybody gets my short-window coupeThree-window coupe, you're the toughest machine in townMy three-window coupe, you're the toughest machine in townOh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.