Fire On The Pontchartrain - Lost Trailers

The cocaine bag, and your lovers numbers

Found in the bottom of our baby’s crib

I’ve never asked for what you have given

And I can’t take it for another day

And if you say I’ve become a stranger

In this house that I built for you

Then I would ask you to reconsider

Your rendezvous out on Lake Pontchartrain

I have been wronged and I have been mad

I have planned violence in the face of love

I tore the wires, and left them tattered

I swear the both of you won’t make it back, Hey, Hey

I never knew why men would turn to violence

Then I met you and it came all too clear

The whiskey, whining, and constant lying

And the cheating in our very own bed

So cheating men and cheating women

Don’t deserve half of what they tore away

Just a brief float in my old johnboat

And blow them up upon the Pontchartrain

Fire on the Pontchartrain (Fire on the Pontchartrain

I’ll watch the rising flame, and make a toast

then I’ll buy myself a brand new boat

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Fire on the Pontchartrain (Fire on the Pontchartrain)

Fire on the Pontchartrain (Fire on the Pontchartrain)

Fire on the Pontchartrain

Such a beautiful light, such a beautiful light

Such a beautiful life, such a beautiful life

Such a beautiful life

That night on the Pontchartrain

I saw you leaving in the pouring rain

Turned my head and I count to ten

Now I want you back again, Such a beautiful life

That night on the Pontchartrain

I saw you leaving in the pouring rain

I turned my head and I count to ten

But I want you back again

It’s a beautiful light… for such a beautiful lie

It was a beautiful light, such a beautiful lie

Such a beautiful life