Pontiac Blues – The Yardbirds

I found out,
What my baby likes.
I found out,
What my baby likes.
(She likes a) whole lot of loving,
And a straight-eight Pontiac.

We gonna get on the highway,
(And cut the?) bright lights (on[?])
Get on the highway,
(Got the[?]) bright lights (on[?])
Turn the radio on,
Dig that voice from the North.

Oh,
[?]
Yes baby I know.
[?]
With your head in my chest,
(…in my bed[?])

We gonna move,
down highway 49.
We gonna move,
down the highway 49.
She got her head in my chest
(…fine[?])