House Of Blue Lights lyrics - Canned Heat

[scat]

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 don't quit

Keep walkin' 'til you see a blue light lit

Fall in there and we'll see some sights

At the house, the house of blue lights.

They got fryers, broilers, Detroit barbecue ribs

But the treat of the trade is when they serve you those fine eight beats

You'll want to spend the rest of your nights

Down at the house, the house of blue lights.

[scat]

Well, 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 don't quit

Keep walkin' 'til you see a blue light lit

Fall in there and we'll see some sights

At the house, the house of blue lights.

They got fryers, broilers, Detroit barbecue ribs

But the treat of the trade is when they serve you those fine eight beats

You'll want to spend the rest of your nights

Down at the house, the house of blue lights.

[scat]