House of Blue Lights

Ba ba ba ba... Go Well, lace up your boots And we'll book on down To a knocked out shack On the edge of town There's an eight beat combo That just won't quit Keep walking till you see A blue light lit Fall in there And you'll dig some sights At the house The house of blue lights There's fryers, broilers Detroit barbeque ribs But the treat of the trade Is when they serve you All those fine eight beats You'll want to spend The rest of your brights Down at the house The house of blue lights Oh, ba ba ba ba... Go Well, lace up your boots And we'll walk on down To a knocked out shack On the edge of town There's an eight beat combo That just won't quit Keep walking till you see A blue light lit Fall in there And you'll dig some sights At the house The house of blue lights There's fryers, broilers Detroit barbeque ribs But the treat of the trade Is when they serve you All those fine eight beats You'll want to spend The rest of your brights Down at the house The house of blue lights Ba ba ba ba... Hold on there, man Slow down, take it easy You're back in Detroit now Take it easy there, man Whoa, slow down there, boy