Hot ’lanta

I been desert hot down in Phoenix
I been smoggy hot out in L. A
I been high 憂 dry hot in Colorado
I been charred out on the Midwest Plains
I been madhatter flattened by the heat in Manhattan
I been muggy on the Mighty Miss
I been burned like a stick on Route 66
But I ain抰 never been this

Chorus:
Hot抣anta, how come you do me this way
When you抮e 99 in the noonday sun
And a hundred and one in the shade
Hot抣anta, I think I prefer your nights
With your cosmopolitan caf? Women
How they do go on and on
Down in Hot抣anta

In a fuselage in a crowded sky
I was trying very hard not to think
But in a paranoid vision of the worst that could happen
I asked my stewardess "Just one more drink"

The cabin temperature had me in a blur
I was shaking by the time we touched down
We hit that tarmac
Hell bent for Mary Mac抯
Back in your sizzlin? Town

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