American Saturday Night

(Whoa oh oh oh)
(Whoa oh oh oh)

She’s got Brazilian leather boots on the pedal of her German car
Listening to
The Beatles singing “Back in the USSR”
Yeah, she’s going around the world tonight, but she ain’t leaving here
She’s
Just going to meet her boyfriend down at the street fair

And it’s a French kiss, Italian ice
Spanish moss in the moonlight
(Whoa oh oh oh)
Just another American Saturday night

There’s a big toga party tonight down at Delta Chi
They got Canadian bacon on their pizza pie
They got a cooler full of cold Coronas and Amstel Light
It’s like we’re all living in a big old cup
Just fire up the blender, mix it all up

It’s a French kiss, Italian ice
Margaritas in the moonlight
(Whoa oh oh oh)
Just another American Saturday night

You know everywhere has something they’re known for
Although usually
It
Washes up on our shores
My great-great-great-granddaddy stepped off of that ship
I bet he never ever
Dreamed we’d have all this

You know everywhere has something they’re known for
Although usually it washes up on our shores
Little Italy and Chinatown sitting there side by side
Live from New York
(It’s Saturday Night!)

It’s a French kiss, Italian ice
Spanish moss in the moonlight
(Whoa oh oh oh)
Just another American, I’m just another American
And it’s just another American Saturday night