Like this...

On the road for forty days
Last night in little rock put me in a haze
Sweet, sweet Connie she's doin' her act
She stole the whole show and thats a natural fact
Up all night with Freddy King
I got to tell you pokers his thing
Booze n' ladies treat 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, well help you party it down
We're an American band

Four young chiquita's in Omaha
Was waitin' for the band to return from the show
Feelin' good, feelin' right, its Saturday night
The hotel detective he was outta sight
Now, these fine ladies, they had a plan,
They was out to hang with me and the band
They said, come on, dudes, lets get it on
And Poison tore that hotel down.

[Chorus x2]

Come on C.C. play that thing

[Chorus x2]

Were an American band, ooh-ooh
Were an American band, ooh-ooh
Were an American band, ooh-ooh

Copyright: BREW MUSIC CO.
Writer(s): Don Brewer