Fred Eaglesmith
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It's a Pontiac 
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It's a '63 Stratochief with a three on the tree 
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And it belongs to me 
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And my baby 
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Her and me 
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We go driving down old highway seventeen 
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She puts on the radio 
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Rolls down the window 
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Lays her head back 
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It's a Pontiac 
 
 
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It ain't got no wild horses painted on the side 
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And the objects in the mirror are precisely their own size 
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It's got a chrome Indian in front of the door 
 

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Might be an Apache or an Arapaho 
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Or a Pontiac 
 
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There was an incident last night 
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At seventeen and third 
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It all happened so fast nobody's really sure 
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But somebody held the rifle, somebody held the sack 
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And as fast as they were there 
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Well they were gone just like that 
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In a Pontiac 
 

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The anti-freeze is boiling and the oil pressure's low 
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And the pedal's to the metal and it's as fast as it can go 
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And the stain on her shoulder I getting darker you know 
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And the radio keep blasting out the facts 
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It's a Pontiac
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