On the road for forty days,
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Last night in Little Rock put me in a haze.
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Sweet, sweet Connie -- doin' her act,
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She had the whole show and that's a natural fact.
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Up all night with Freddy King,
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I got to tell you poker's his thing.
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A-booze 'n ladies keep me right,
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As long as we can make it to the show tonight.
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CHORUS
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We're an American band.
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We're an American band.
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We're coming to your town, we'll help you party it down.
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We're an American band.
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Four young chaquitas in Omaha,
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Was waitin' for the band to return from the show.
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Feelin' good, feelin' right, it's Saturday night,
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The hotel detective -- he was out-a-sight.
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Now, these fine ladies, they had a plan,
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They was out to meet the boys in the band.
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They said, "Come on, dudes, let's get it on,"
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And we proceeded to tear that hotel down.
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CHORUS
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CHORUS
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CHORUS
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CHORUS
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We're an American Band, Ooo-ooo.
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We're an American Band, Ooo-ooo.
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We're an American Band, Ooo-ooo.
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We're An American Band
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| Grand Funk Railroad |
