House Of Blue Lights

Текст песни Chuck Berry - House Of Blue Lights

[Verse 1]
Pull up your jeans and we will truck on down
A knocked out joint at the edge of town
A real homecoming for all you cats
You keep a walking 'til you see that welcome mat

[Chorus]
Fall in there, lose your lead
At the house, the house of blue lights

[Verse 2]
We have the time and we'll cut a rug
And if you dig that jive like it should be dug
A real homecoming for all the cats
You keep a walking 'til you see that welcome mat

[Chorus]
Drop in there, get your lead
At the house, the house of blue lights

[Bridge]
Fryers, Broilers, Detroit Barbecued Ribs
You get the hit of the week
When you dig that real fine jive
With the welcome beat
[Chorus]
Fall in there, lose your lead
At the house, the house of blue lights

[Guitar solo]

[Bridge]
Fryers, Broilers, Detroit Barbecued Ribs
You get the treat of the week
When you dig that real fine jive
With the welcome beat

[Chorus]
Fall in there, lose your lead
At the house, the house of blue lights

[Scatting]