Luyện nghe bài hát That's Why I Hate Pontiacs

The Wysteria vines climbin'
Every was a watercolor,
The of a perfect summer
A blue eyed boy a red TransAm.
We spent hours on his hood just
In between the just dancing.
And it was way too but oh so sweet
Don't know it was to him but it was love to me.

That's why I Pontiacs,
vinyl seats
And
With rings
They play it back in that goodbye on a warm September night

That's why I river roads
With the windows
And Tupelo, oh I that town.
all I know is that's where he was bound
And he did come back
That's why I Pontiacs.

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

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

why I hate Pontiacs
Black seats,
And
With plastic
They it back in that goodbye scene on a warm September night.

why I hate river roads
With the down
And Tupelo, oh I hate town.
'Cause all I know is where he was bound
And he did come back.

That's why I hate

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

That's why I hate
You tie 'em down,
And Tupelo, Lord I hate town.
all I know is that's where he was bound
And he never did back.

That's why I hate