Out on the road for forty days
Last night in Little Rock put me in a haze
Sweet, sweet Connie, a-doin' her act
She had the whole show and that's a natural fact
Up all night with Freddie King
I got to tell you, poker's his thing
Booze and ladies keep me right
As long as we can make it to the show tonight
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We're an American band
We're an American band
We come into your town
We'll help you party down
We're an American band
Four young chiquitas in Omaha
Waiting for the band to return from the show
Feelin' good, feelin' right and it's Saturday night
The hotel detective, he was out of sight
Now these fine ladies, they had a plan
They was out to meet the boys in the band
They said, come on, dudes, let's get it on
And we proceeded to tear that hotel down
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We're an American band
Ooh
We're an American band
Ooh
We're an American band
Ooh