Pontiacs Lyrics - Singles - Amanda Wilkinson

The Wisteria vines were climbin' 

Every sunset was a watercolor 

Had the promise of a perfect summer 

Blue eyed boy with a red TransAm 

We spent hours on his hood just laughing 

In between the moonlight dancing 

It was way too short but oh so sweet 

I don't know what it was to him but it was love to me 

That's why I hate Pontiac's 

Black vinyl seats and Crackerjacks 

With plastic rings they play it back 

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, that's where he was bound 

And he never did come back, that's why I hate Pontiac's 

I filed away my wounded pride 

I found someone and loved again 

Never take a trip to way back when 

Till 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 Pontiac's 

Black vinyl seats and Crackerjacks 

With plastic rings they play it back 

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, that's where he was bound 

And he never did come back 

That's why I hate Pontiac's 

Black vinyl seats we were maniacs 

So wild and free, till 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, oh I hate that town 

'Cause all I know, that's where he was bound 

And he never did come back, that's why I hate Pontiac's 

That's why I hate Pontiac's