The cocaine bag, and lovers numbers Found in the bottom of our crib I've never asked for what you given And I can't it for another day And if you say I've become a In this house that I for you Then I ask you to reconsider rendezvous out on Lake Pontchartrain
I been wronged and I have been mad I have planned in the face of love I tore the wires, and left tattered I the both of you won't make it back, Hey, Hey
I never knew why men turn to violence I met you and it came all too clear The whiskey, whining, and constant And the in our very own bed
So cheating men and cheating Don't deserve half of they tore away Just a brief in my old johnboat And blow them up the Pontchartrain
Fire on the (Fire on the Pontchartrain watch the rising flame, and make a toast then buy myself a brand new boat Fire on the (Fire on the Pontchartrain) on the Pontchartrain (Fire on the Pontchartrain) Fire on the (Fire on the Pontchartrain) on the Pontchartrain
Such a beautiful light, a beautiful light Such a life, such a beautiful life Such a beautiful
night on the Pontchartrain I saw you in the pouring rain my head and I count to ten Now I want you back again, Such a beautiful
That on the Pontchartrain I saw you in the pouring rain I turned my head and I to ten But I you back again Its a beautiful light...for such a lie It was a light, such a beautiful lie a beautiful life