Luyện nghe bài hát Pontiacs

The vines were climbin'
sunset was a watercolor
Had the promise of a perfect
Blue boy with a red TransAm

We hours on his hood just laughing
In between the moonlight
It was way too but oh so sweet
I don't what it was to him but it was love to me

That's why I hate
Black vinyl and Crackerjacks
With plastic rings play it back
That goodbye scene on a warm night

That's why I hate river roads with the windows
And Tupelo, oh I hate town
'Cause all I know, where he was bound
And he never did back, that's why I hate Pontiac's

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

the radio plays a certain song
And it's a finger on the trigger
old hurts they just hurt bigger

Might have past it long ago
But of yesterday
They get tattooed on soul

That's why I hate
Black seats and Crackerjacks
With plastic they play it back
That goodbye scene on a warm night

That's why I river roads with the windows down
And Tupelo, oh I that town
'Cause all I know, where he was bound
And he did come back

why I hate Pontiac's
Black vinyl seats we were
So wild and free, he took it back
That he me and he drove off like the wind

That's why I hate Scorpios you tie 'em down
And Tupelo, oh I that town
'Cause all I know, that's he was bound
And he did come back, that's why I hate Pontiac's

why I hate Pontiac's