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 It was taken in Atlanta, by a girl that I once knew Left me stranded in the snow, what could I do And my heart's still in Atlanta Where it landed me in trouble long ago 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 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 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 Cause I'll tell you, if you really, really want to know I wish I was in Atlanta And I wish to heck that you was Betty Jo