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House of Blue Lights Lyrics: 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...
The House of Blue Lights Lyrics: 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 won't quit /...
"The House of Blue Lights" is a boogie woogie-style popular song written by Don Raye and Freddie Slack. Published in 1946, it was first recorded by Slack with singer Ella Mae Morse and Raye. The song's intro includes a "hipster"-style spoken exchange: "Well, whatcha say, baby? You look ready as Mr. Freddy this black.
The House of Blue Lights Lyrics by Chuck Miller from the Your Hit Parade: The '50s album- including song video, artist biography, translations and more: 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 tha…
At the house, the house of blue lights. 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 walkin' till you see that welcome mat. Drop in there, loose your lead. At the house, the house of blue lights. Fryers, Broilers, Detroit Barbecue Ribs.
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.
Original lyrics of House Of Blue Lights song by Chuck Berry. Explain your version of song meaning, find more of Chuck Berry lyrics. Watch official video, print or download text in PDF.
