Missing the love shack in Georgia…<\/p>\n
If you see a faded sign by the side of the road that says
\n15 miles to the, Love Shack! Love Shack yeah
\nI’m headin’ down the Atlanta highway, lookin’ for the love getaway
\nHeading for the love getaway, love getaway,
\nI got me a car, it’s as big as a whale and we’re headin’ on down
\nTo the Love Shack
\nI got me a Chrysler, it seats about 20
\nSo come on and bring your jukebox money
\nThe Love Shack is a little old place where we can get together
\nLove Shack baby, Love Shack bay-bee.
\nLove baby, that’s where it’s at, Oh love baby, that’s where it’s at
\nSign says, Woo, stay away fools, ’cause love rules at the Love Shack!
\nWell it’s set way back in the middle of a field,
\nJust a funky old shack and I gotta get back
\nGlitter on the mattress
\nGlitter on the highway
\nGlitter on the front porch
\nGlitter on the hallway
\nThe Love Shack is a little old place where we can get together
\nLove Shack baby! Love Shack, that’s where it’s at!
\nHuggin’ and a kissin’, dancin’ and a lovin’, wearin’ next to nothing
\nCause it’s hot as an oven
\nThe whole shack shimmies! The whole shack shimmies when everybody’s
\nMovin’ around and around and around!
\nEverybody’s movin’, everybody’s groovin’ baby!
\nFolks linin’ up outside just to get down
\nEverybody’s movin’, everybody’s groovin’ baby
\nFunky little shack! Funky little shack!
\nHop in my Chrysler, it’s as big as a whale and it’s about to set sail!
\nI got me a car, it seats about 20
\nSo come on up and bring your jukebox money.
\nBang bang bang on the door baby! Knock a little louder baby!
\nBang bang bang on the door baby! I can’t hear you
\nYour what? Tin roof, rusted!
\nLove Shack, baby Love Shack!
\nLove baby, that’s where it’s at
\nHuggin’ and a kissin’, dancin’ and a lovin’ at the love shack<\/p><\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n