American Saturday Night

(Whoa-oh-oh-oh) Whoa-oh-oh-oh She's got Brazilian leather boots on the pedal of her German car Listenin' to The Beatles singin' "Back in the USSR" Yes, she's going 'round the world tonight, but she ain't leavin' 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 livin' 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 And 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 A little Italy and Chinatown sittin' 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