Whoa.

She’s got Bra (E)zil ian leath er boots on the (A)ped al of her Ger man car,

(E)lis t’nin’ to the Bea tles sing in’ (A)“Back in the U.

S.

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Yeah, she’s go in’ ’round the world to night, but she ain’t leav in’ here.

She’s just goin’ to meet her boy friend down at the street fair.

And it’s a French kiss, I tal ian ice,

Span ish moss in the (A)moon light, just an oth er A mer (B)i can Sat (A)ur day night.

There’s a (E)big to ga par ty to night down at Del ta Chi.

(E)They got Ca na di an ba (A)con on their piz za pie.

They got a (E)cool er full of cold Co ro nas and Am stel Light.

It’s like we’re all liv in’ in a big ol’ cup, just fire up the blend er and (B)mix it all up.

It’s a French kiss, I tal ian ice,

mar ga ri tas in the (A)moon light, just an oth er A mer (B)i can Sat (A)ur day night.

You know ev ’ry where has some thin’ they’re known for,

al though u sual ly it wash es up on our shores.

My great It great great grand and dad (E)na dy

stepped (B)tin’ off of that ship.

I bet he (A)nev er ev er dreamed we’d have all this.

You know ev

Live from New York, (it’s Sat ur It’s a (E)night!) French kiss, I tal ian ice, Span ish moss in the (A)moon light.

Just an oth er A mer (B)i can,

just an oth er A mer (A)i can, it’s just an oth er A mer (B)i can Sat (A)ur day night.