Saturday, January 28, 2012

American Saturday Night

She's got Brazilian leather boots on the pedal of her German car
Listenin' to the Beatles singing back in the USSR.
She's goin' around the world tonight, but she ain't leav'n him.
She's just going to meet her boyfriend down at the street fair.

It's a french kiss, italian ice
Spanish moss in the moonlight...
Just another American Saturday Night.
There's a big toga party tonight down at Delta Chi.
They've got Canadian bacon on their pizza pie.
They've got a cooler full of cold Corona and Amstel Light.
It's like we're all liv'n in a big ol' cup
just fire up the blender and mix it all up.

It's a french kiss, italian ice
Spanish moss in the moonlight...
Just another American Saturday Night.

You know everywhere there's something there known for
although usually it washes up on our shores
My great great great granddaddy stepped off that ship
I bet he never ever dreamed we'd have all this.

You know everywhere has somethin' they're known for
although usually it washes up on our shores
Little Italy, 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...
Just another American Saturday Night.
- Brad Paisley

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