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 chiquitas 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 outta 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 (4 x's) We're an American band, ooh ooh We're an American band, ooh ooh We're an American band, ooh ooh ©1973 Cram Renraff