| Well I’m driving on down to the southside bar
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| These days my old shovelhead should go travel far
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| Up she goes went out walking, not where I wanna be
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| Well all the locals gonna give each other company
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| We’ll drive and shove the pickups in the morning
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| Then we’ll ride Harley Davidsons at night
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| They all work for somebody who makes all the money
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| Amazed, I’m just a-loving you tight
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| In the house of blue light, house of blue light
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| Well I’m driving on down to meet a woman there
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| She got the long legs ramblin' there’s the rollin' hair
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| She knows just what to do to make a man feel good
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| She’s the hardest workin' woman in this neighborhood
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| She don’t mind makin' breakfast in the morning
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| She don’t mind makin' love every night
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| She said, «Come see me honey and bring lots of money
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| 'Cause we know how to treat you right in the house of blue light»
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| House of blue light
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| House of blue light
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| House of blue light
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| You know this life is filled with grief
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| Sometimes it gets you so down
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| You got to find yourself some relief
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| And get the roadhouse, we’re right outta sight now
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| Roadhouse of blue light
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| Well I’ve been around the world and better times are known
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| And I’ve never really knew what I was searching for
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| Till I came to this place on a midnight ride
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| I hope next to a Ford that’s electrified
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| See how the man playing blues from Mississippi
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| They had a bar that kept the custom boys inside
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| They had so far no protection in a few of your prediction
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| The one that’s been a whole damn night
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| In the house of blue light
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| Yeah, the house of blue light
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| In the house of blue light
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| The house of blue light
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| Yeah yeah yeah |