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Lyrics:
Way down yonder on the chattahoochee It gets hotter than a hoochie coochie We laid rubber on the georgie asphalt We got a little crazy but we never got caught
Down by the river on a friday night A pyramid of cans in the pale moonlight Talking bout cars and dreaming 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 litttle bout love
Well we fooged up the windows in my old chevy I was willing but she wasnt ready So a settled for a burger and a grape sno-cone Dropped her off early but I didnt go home
Down by the river on a friday night A pyramid of cans in the pale moonlight Talking bout cars and dreaming 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 litttle bout love
Way down yonder on the chattahoochee It gets hotter than a hoochie coochie We laid rubber on the georgie asphalt We got a little crazy but we never got caught
Well we fooged up the windows in my old chevy I was willing but she wasnt ready So a settled for a burger and a grape sno-cone Dropped her off early but I didnt go home
Down by the river on a friday night A pyramid of cans in the pale moonlight Talking bout cars and dreaming 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 litttle bout love
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