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