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V1:
She's got Brazilian leather boots on the pedal of her German car
Listenin' to the Beatles singin' Back in the U.S.S.R.
Ya she's going around the world tonight but she ain't leavin' here
She's just gonna to meet her boyfriend down at the street fair
And it's a French kiss, Italian ice, Spanish moss in the moonlight
Just another American Saturday night
V2:
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 ol' cup
Just fire up the blender and mix it all up
(REPEAT CHOURUS, ADDING "MARGARITAS" INSTEAD OF "SPANISH MOSS")
Bridge:
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 of this
(WISH I KNEW THE SOLO, SORRY.)
You know everywhere has something they're known for
Ah but usually it washes up on our shores
Little Italy, China town, sittin' there side by side
Live from New York,
(it's Saturday night)
AGAIN, WISH I KNEW THE SOLO, BUT BRAD PAISLEY IS AN AMAZING GUITARIST AND I'M JUST
NOT THAT GOOD (YET).
SINCERELY,
GUITARSLINGER