(J.McBride-A.Jackson) Well, way down yonder on the chattahoochee It gets hotter than a hoochie coochie We laid rubber on the Georgian 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 Talkn' 'bout cars and dreamin' 'bout women Never had a plan just livin' for the minute Well, 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 Lotta 'bout livin' and a little 'bout love Well, We fogged up the windows in my old Chevy I was willing 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 A pyramid of cans in the pale moonlight Talkin' 'bout cars and dreamin' 'bout women Never had a plan just alivin' for the minute Well, way down yonder on a chattahoochee Never knew how much that muddy water meant to me But I learned how to swim and I learned who I was Lotta 'bout livin' and a little 'bout love Well, way down yonder on a 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 willing 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 A pyramid of cans in the pale moonlight Talkin' 'bout cars and dreamin' 'bout women Never had a plan just alivin' for the minute Well, 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 Lotta 'bout livin' and a little 'bout love Lotta 'bout livin' but a little 'bout love Yaee That's nice...