Pontiac Lyrics - Lovett Lyle

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