Where It's At

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