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 that
Belongs to me
Sunday afternoon, just hanging out nothing much to do
It's a glorious moment
The girls walkin 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 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