| Yeah, way down yonder on the Chattahoochee
|
| It gets hotter than a hoochie coochie
|
| We laid rubber on the Georgia asphalt
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| We got a little crazy but we never got caught
|
| Down by the river on a Friday night
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| Pyramid of cans in the pale moonlight
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| Talkin' 'bout cars and dreamin' 'bout women
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| Never had a plan just a livin' for the minute
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| Yeah, way down yonder on the Chattahoochee
|
| Never knew how much that muddy water meant to me
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| But I learned how to swim and I learned who I was
|
| A lot about livin' and a little 'bout love
|
| Well, we fogged up the windows in my old Chevy
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| I was willin' but she wasn’t ready
|
| So I settled for a burger and a grape snow cone
|
| Dropped her off early but I didn’t go home
|
| Down by the river on a Friday night
|
| Pyramid of cans in the pale moonlight
|
| Talkin' 'bout cars and dreamin' 'bout women
|
| Never had a plan just a livin' for the minute
|
| Yeah, way down yonder on the Chattahoochee
|
| Never knew how much that muddy water meant to me
|
| But I learned how to swim and I learned who I was
|
| A lot about livin' and a little 'bout love
|
| Yeah, way down yonder on the Chattahoochee
|
| It gets hotter than a hoochie coochie
|
| We laid rubber on the Georgia asphalt
|
| We got a little crazy but we never got caught
|
| Well, we fogged up the windows in my old Chevy
|
| I was willin' but she wasn’t ready
|
| So I settled for a burger and a grape snow cone
|
| I dropped her off early but I didn’t go home
|
| Down by the river on a Friday night
|
| Pyramid of cans in the pale moonlight
|
| Talkin' 'bout cars and dreamin' 'bout women
|
| Never had a plan just a livin' for the minute
|
| Yeah, way down yonder on the Chattahoochee
|
| Never knew how much that muddy water meant to me
|
| But I learned how to swim and I learned who I was
|
| A lot about livin' and a little 'bout love
|
| A lot about livin' and a little 'bout love |