On the road for forty days,
Last night in Little Rock put me in a haze.
Sweet, sweet Connie -- doin` her act,
She had the whole show and that`s a natural fact.
Up all night with Freddy King,
I got to tell you poker`s his thing.
A-booze `n ladies keep me right,
As long as we can make it to the show tonight.
CHORUS
We`re an American band.
We`re an American band.
We`re coming to your town, we`ll help you party it down.
We`re an American band.
Four young chaquitas in Omaha,
Was waitin` for the band to return from the show.
Feelin` good, feelin` right, it`s Saturday night,
The hotel detective -- he was out-a-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.
CHORUS
CHORUS
CHORUS
CHORUS
We`re an American Band, Ooo-ooo.
We`re an American Band, Ooo-ooo.
We`re an American Band, Ooo-ooo.