On this night
On any hot, summer night
Every girl
Every red-blooded boy
Is cryin' out
With one great voice
They wanna jump
They wanna turn up the noise
And that's the sound
That's the thunderin' sound
Of clappin' hands
And of stompin' their feet
Coast to coast
Like a national heart
Watch them go
Go wild in the street
Every kid in the U.S.A.
Is comin' out to play
It's American as apple pie
Livin' hard, riding high
Feelin' every minute like the 4th of July
Go for broke
Do or die
American as apple pie
I gotta girl
I got one fine girl
She's got hair
Like Kansas wheat
She can move
Like a New York street
And she can kiss
She can kiss so sweet
On this night
On this glorious night
We got plans
We got red, hot schemes
Of bustin' out
Before we break at the seams
We'll cut a piece
Of the American dream
Every kid in the U.S.A.
Is comin' out to play
It's American as apple pie
Livin' hard, riding high
Feelin' every minute like the 4th of July
Go for broke
Do or die
American as apple pie
It's American as apple pie
Livin' hard, riding high
Feelin' every minute like the 4th of July
Go for broke
Do or die
American
It's American
It's American as apple pie
American as apple pie
Livin' hard, riding high
Livin' every minute like the 4th of July
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