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