Carolina Creek

That sun's still hiding, the moon is shining, there's a pounding in my brain

I hear a pitter-patter out in the parking lot, it sure don't sound like rain

Well, there's a Pabst Blue Ribbon smackin' and clackin' on the asphalt

Damn sure glad it woke me up in time for last call

In Carolina Creek, where things are just what they seem

That cooler full of booze'll be gone by noon, but we ain't got nothin' to lose

Down in Carolina Creek, aristocrat handles as far as the eye can see

If you feel low and need a place to go, we can show you everything we know

Down in Carolina Creek

You might think that we take it slow, but we're rowdy as downtown