Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The House Rules , by - Christian Kane. Song from the album Welcome to My House!, in the genre КантриRelease date: 13.04.2015
Record label: Tunecore
Song language: English
The House Rules |
| So you’re tired and you’re beat |
| And you worked all week |
| And you need a place you can let it go Where the girls go wild |
| And the boys play hard |
| And you need a little more than just the radio. |
| Well here’s your open invitation |
| With just a couple regulations: |
| Let me warn you son |
| Only come to have fun |
| We don’t take kindly to serious, |
| So leave your troubles at the door |
| Unless you want some in here. |
| Welcome to my house |
| Buckle up tight |
| Everybody sings and drinks and laughs and gets high. |
| It’s a country music |
| A little soul, |
| It’s a rock 'n roll rodeo. |
| We don’t tolerate no sittin' around |
| Everybody’s dancin', groovin' and gettin' on down. |
| So before you come in here with some kinda attitude |
| You better read the house rules. |
| Around 11 o’clock |
| When the front door locks |
| And the boys start raising the bottle, |
| Where the girls do the thing with the Mardi Gras beads |
| Yeah you know they’re gonna show 'em if they got 'em. |
| And no matter what your story |
| A good time is mandatory. |
| Well rule number 7 says don’t touch the women |
| But they can grab whatever they want to… (hahaha) |
| Welcome to my house |
| Buckle up tight |
| Everybody sings and drinks and laughs and gets high. |
| It’s a country music |
| A little soul, |
| It’s a rock 'n roll rodeo. |
| We don’t tolerate no sittin' around |
| Everybody’s dancin', groovin' and gettin' on down. |
| So before you come in here with some kinda attitude |
| You better read the house rules. |
| There’s no such thing as last call |
| We pick 'em up when they fall. |
| We share the same bathroom stall |
| Says the sign on the wall. |
| One, two, three! |
| Welcome to my house |
| Buckle up tight |
| Everybody sings and drinks and laughs and gets high. |
| It’s a country music |
| A little soul, |
| Man, it’s a rock 'n roll rodeo. |
| We don’t tolerate no sittin' around |
| Everybody’s dancin', groovin' and gettin' on down. |
| So before you come in here with some kinda attitude, |
| Boy before you come walking in here |
| With any kinda attitude |
| Lord, you better read the house rules! |
| Oh son you better read the house rules! |
| Two, three, JAY! |
| You better read the house rules. |
| 'Cuse me, |
| Excuse me, |
| I’m gonna need to see some I.d. |
| on that girl right there (hahaha) |