Lace up your boots an' we'll broom on down To a knocked out shack on the edge of town an' eight beat combo that just won't quit Keep-a walkin' 'til you see a blue light lit, Fall in there, did you see some sights Down at the House, the house of blue lights
There's fryers and broilers, and Detroit barbeque ribs But the treat of the treats Is when they serve you all tho's fine eight beats Ch'a wanna spend the rest of your brights Down at the House, the House, the House of Blue Lights
Now we'll have a time an' we'll cut some rugs And dig those tunes like th' should be dug A real home comin' for all the cats Just trilly down a path of welcome mats, Fall In there, did you see some sights Down at the House, the House, the House of Blue Lights
