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.
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.
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