House Of Blue Lights Lyrics

House Of Blue Lights lyrics

Lace up your boots and we'll broom on down
To a knocked out shack on the edge
of town
There's an eight beat combo that just won't quit
Keep walkin' 'til
you see a blue light lit
Fall in there and we'll see some sights
At the
house of blue lights

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There's fryers and broilers and Detroit
barbeque ribs
But the treat of the treats is when they serve you all those
fine eight beats
You'll want to spend the rest of your nights
Down at the
house, The house of blue lights

We'll have a time and we'll cut some
rug
While we dig those tunes like they should be dug
It's a real home
comin' for all the "Cats"
Just trilly down a path of welcome mats
Fall in
there and we'll see some sights
At the house of blue lights