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