Oh you can take my car keys
Smoke my last cigarette
But don't tamper with my heart please
That's the one thing you won't get
And I'll tell you, if you really, really want to know, oh-oh-oh!
It was taken in Atlanta, by a girl that I once knew
Left me stranded in the snow, what could I do, oo-oo-oo!
And my heart's still in Atlanta
Where it landed me in trouble long ago

So put your number on my matchbook
So we can share delight
Call my name to tame the darkness
It's a shame to waste the night
And I'll tell you, if you really, really wanna know, oh-oh-oh!
Oh my heart's still in Atlanta
Where it landed me in trouble long ago

So don't you plan to stick with me, kid
Cause you won't get very far
You'll be living out of suitcases
And hanging out in bars
Here's the story, if you really, really want to know, oh-oh-oh!
Dial this number in Atlanta
Call collect and ask to speak to Betty Jo
Oh I'll have one more beer to cheer me up
And one last cigarette
Then perhaps I'll hold you near me
That's the closest we might get
So I'll tell you, if you really, really want to know, oh-oh-oh!
See, I wish I was in Atlanta
And I wish to heck that you were Betty Jo

Here's the story, if you really, really want to know, oh-oh-oh!
Dial this number in Atlanta
Call collect and ask to speak to Betty Jo