Lyle Lovett - Pontiac | Текст песни

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• Lyle Lovett
• 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 wont 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