Pontiac by Lyle Lovett

Artist: Lyle Lovett

Album: Pontiac

Lyle Lovett Pontiac Pontiac



I park my pontiac
Down the hill out in back
Late every afternoon
With a coke and a cigarette
And all of the neighbors there
They see a nice old man

And the girl there across the street
She sits on her front porch swing
She never realized
What i told her with my eyes
How back in the second war
I killed twenty german boys
With my own bare hands

And the woman inside my house
She won't stop talking
She never says a thing
She just keeps talking
And i might just leave her still
After the sun goes down
And i smoke this cigarette

Author: Lyle Lovett

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