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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bob Seger
Bob Seger
Vocals
Glenn Worf
Glenn Worf
Bass Guitar
Chad Cromwell
Chad Cromwell
Drums
Tom Bukovac
Tom Bukovac
Electric Guitar
Rob McNelley
Rob McNelley
Electric Guitar
R. Wynans
R. Wynans
Organ
Laura Creamer
Laura Creamer
Background Vocals
Shaun Murphy
Shaun Murphy
Background Vocals
Barbara Payton
Barbara Payton
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
John Hiatt
John Hiatt
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bob Seger
Bob Seger
Producer
David Cole
David Cole
Engineer
Chris Lord-Alge
Chris Lord-Alge
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Got me a deuce and a quarter, baby
She will ride you right
Pick you up 'bout half past nine
We can ride all night
Came up from the country, baby
Shit was where I stayed
Got me a deuce and a quarter, baby
That's all I gotta say
[Verse 2]
She's a Detroit made, deuce and a quarter babe
She's a Detroit made, deuce and a quarter babe
[Verse 3]
They watch you do all the work
So we can ride in style
Leather on those bucket seats, carpet double pile
Chrome, it takes the moonlight on sea to shining sea
You can hear those glass packs rumble
To the Statue of Liberty
[Verse 4]
She's a Detroit made, deuce and a quarter babe
She's a Detroit made, deuce and a quarter babe
[Verse 5]
Now, when I first got out of 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 my 2-2-5, they all wanna be my friend
I'll pick you up later tonight, now, baby
If you can wait till then
[Verse 6]
She's a Detroit made, deuce and a quarter babe
She's a Detroit made, deuce and a quarter babe
Detroit made, deuce and a quarter babe
Detroit made, deuce and a quarter babe
[Verse 7]
Just about every cat I know
Wants him a Coupe DeVille
I paid half the price, I get twice as nice
And they still have to pay that bill
I can't say everything's okay ridin' in my car
But I got me a deuce and a quarter, baby
She goes like a shooting star
[Verse 8]
She's a Detroit made, deuce and a quarter babe
She's a Detroit made, deuce and a quarter babe
Detroit made, deuce and a quarter babe
Detroit made, deuce and a quarter babe
[Verse 9]
GO, HEY, HEY
HEY
YEAH
Written by: John Hiatt
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