 Well, the way down to yonder on the Chattahoochee. Rickets hotter than a hoochie scoochie. Wheatlakes rubber on the Georgia asphalt. Got a little crazy, but we never got a call. Down by the river on a Friday night. Pyramid of cans and a pale blue light. Talking about cars and dreaming about women. Never had a plan just to live for the minute. Well, the way down to yonder on the Chattahoochee. Never knew how much that money would make.