Pontiac Sunbird

Rust on the fender, duct tape on the seat

But that old Sunbird made me king of the street

Sixteen years old, pedal flat to the floor

Neighbors shoutin’ loud as I rattled their doors

Muffler draggin’, sparks cuttin’ the night

Didn’t need much to feel alive

Pontiac Sunbird, my freedom ride (HELL YEAH!)

Burnin’ down Main with the windows wide (LET’S GO!)

No money, no plan, but I had my wheels

That Sunbird carried every dream I could feel

Backseat full of buddies, cooler on ice

Skynyrd on the radio, raisin’ hell all night

Burnin’ rubber on gravel, kickin’ up smoke

Every mile I drove was another joke broke

Pontiac Sunbird, my freedom ride (SUNBIRD!)

Burnin’ down Main with the windows wide (LOUDER!)

No money, no plan, but I had my wheels

That Sunbird carried every dream I could feel

Didn’t need chrome, didn’t need class

All I needed was that gas on gas

Every dent, every scar told a story clear

That Pontiac Sunbird got me outta here

Pontiac Sunbird, my freedom ride (BURN IT DOWN!)

Burnin’ down Main with the windows wide (ALL NIGHT!)

No money, no plan, but I had my wheels

That Sunbird carried every dream I could feel

Pontiac Sunbird, rusted but true

First love, first scars, and my first tattoo