Lyrics:

I've got a window down I've got a road in front of me I've got a radio I got no place that I gotta be And it feels so fine to be killing time And it feels so free to just shoot the breeze And where it's at is where I'm gonna be And who I am, that's the only thing that Belongs to me Sunday afternoon, just hanging out Nothing much to do It's a glorious moment The girls walking down White Ave. Looking cool And it feels so fine to be wasting time And it feels so free to just let it be And where it's at is where I'm gonna be And who I am, that's the only thing that Belongs to me Love can be over-rated and being alone Is just fine sometimes We all get lacerated You never know when you might Find where it's at Yeah where it's at And it feels so fine to be killing time And it feels so free to just shoot the breeze And where it's at is where I'm gonna be And who I am, that's the only thing that Belongs to me And where it's at is where I'm gonna be THAT'S RIGHT And who I am, that's the only thing that Belongs to me You're where it's at... you're where it's at You're where it's at That's where it's at... that's where it's at