Atlanta - Abe Parker
They say a man can't fit everything he needs
In between the doors of the rear backseat
I couldn't stand passing by the house where she grew up
I need to leave
I've never driven farther than Tennessee
I packed my Apple phone and Vitamin C
And I can feel the pressure creeping in on me
If I don't leave now, I won't leave
I'm gonna get lost on 285
I'm gonna see the world from the top of Spaghetti Junction
I get a new city
I get a new me
I get a new life
Windows down
Music rocking
I'm packing up, I'm headed down to Atlanta
Find me a Georgia Peach
Grab her by the hand
And tell her, "All my life from LA to Savannah
I've been looking, looking, looking for you"
And she'll make my tea so sweet
I, I almost can't stand it
Out on Peachtree Street, working 100 Grand
That's how I fall in love
Just like how I planned it through
I want you
I'm going to Atlanta
She'll probably work at Chick-fil-A
I kiss her in the driveway and drive away
Sipping on a Coca-Cola, I got faith
She's good to me, I'm thinking we could
Get a table at the Sundial, see
She wouldn't know but I bought a ring
And in the elevator, down on one knee
Imma ask her, "Please, would you marry me?"
In a hotel room that's up so high (Would you marry me?)
We'll make love with the windows open (Would you marry me?)
Planning out the details of our wedding night (Would you marry me?)
I'm just thinking
Wouldn't that be something, something?
I'm packing up, I'm headed down to Atlanta
Find me a Georgia Peach
Grab her by the hand
And tell her, "All my life from LA to Savannah
I've been looking, looking, looking for you"
And she'll make my tea so sweet
I, I almost can't stand it
Out on Peachtree Street, working 100 Grand
That's how I fall in love
Just like how I planned it through
I want you
I'm going to Atlanta
I'm packing up, I'm headed down to Atlanta
Find me a Georgia Peach
Grab her by the hand
And tell her, "All my life from LA to Savannah
I've been looking for you
Looking for you, yeah"
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