Amanda Wilkinson
Pontiacs

The Wysteria vines were climbin'
Every sunset was a watercolor
The promise of a perfect summer
A blue eyed boy with a red Trans Am
We spent hours on his hood just laughing
In between the moonlight just dancing
And it was way too short but oh so sweet
Don't know what it was to him but it was love to me.

That's why I hate Pontiacs
Black vinyl seats
And Crackerjacks
With plastic rings
They play it back in that goodbye scene on a warm September night.

That's why I hate river roads
With the windows down
And Tupelo, oh I hate that town.
'Cause all I know is that's where he was bound
And he never did come back
That's why I hate Pontiacs.

I filed away my wounded pride
I found someone and loved again
Never take a trip to way back when.

'Til the radio plays a certain song
And it's like a finger on the trigger
Some old hurts they just hurt bigger
Might have gotten past it long ago
But parts of yesterday they get tattooed on your soul.

That's why I hate Pontiacs
Black vinyl seats
And Crackerjacks
With plastic rings
They play it back in that goodbye scene on a warm September night.

That's why I hate river roads
With the windows down
And Tupelo, oh I hate that town
'Cause all I know is that's where he was bound
And he never did come back.

That's why I hate Pontiacs.

That's why I hate Pontiacs
Black vinyl seats
We were maniacs
So wild and free 'til he took it back
That he loved me
And he drove off like the wind.

That's why I hate Scorpios
You can't tie 'em down
And Tupelo, Lord I hate that town
'Cause all I know is that's where he was bound
And he never did come back.

That's why I hate Pontiacs...


Mirror lyrics:

That's why I hate Pontiacs...

And he never did come back.
'Cause all I know is that's where he was bound
And Tupelo, Lord I hate that town
You can't tie 'em down
That's why I hate Scorpios

And he drove off like the wind.
That he loved me
So wild and free 'til he took it back
We were maniacs
Black vinyl seats
That's why I hate Pontiacs

That's why I hate Pontiacs.

And he never did come back.
'Cause all I know is that's where he was bound
And Tupelo, oh I hate that town
With the windows down
That's why I hate river roads

They play it back in that goodbye scene on a warm September night.
With plastic rings
And Crackerjacks
Black vinyl seats
That's why I hate Pontiacs

But parts of yesterday they get tattooed on your soul.
Might have gotten past it long ago
Some old hurts they just hurt bigger
And it's like a finger on the trigger
'Til the radio plays a certain song

Never take a trip to way back when.
I found someone and loved again
I filed away my wounded pride

That's why I hate Pontiacs.
And he never did come back
'Cause all I know is that's where he was bound
And Tupelo, oh I hate that town.
With the windows down
That's why I hate river roads

They play it back in that goodbye scene on a warm September night.
With plastic rings
And Crackerjacks
Black vinyl seats
That's why I hate Pontiacs

Don't know what it was to him but it was love to me.
And it was way too short but oh so sweet
In between the moonlight just dancing
We spent hours on his hood just laughing
A blue eyed boy with a red Trans Am
The promise of a perfect summer
Every sunset was a watercolor
The Wysteria vines were climbin'


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