Way down yonder on the Chattahoochee
It gets hotter than a hoochie coochie
We [bad word] on the Georgie asphalt
We got a little crazy but we never got caught

Down by the river on a friday night
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 how I was
lot about livin' and a litttle 'bout love

Well we fooged up the windows in my old chevy
I was willing but she wasn't ready
So a settled for a burger and a grape sno-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
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 how I was
lot about livin' and a litttle 'bout love

Way down yonder on the Chattahoochee
It gets hotter than a hoochie coochie
We [bad word] 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 wasn't ready
So a settled for a burger and a grape sno-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
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 how I was
lot about livin' and a litttle 'bout love