Well I'm driving on down to the subside bar
These days my old shovelhead should go travel far
Up she goes went out walking, now I wanna be
Well all the locals gonna give each other company

We'll drive and shove the pickups in the morning
Then we'll ride the Harley Davidsons at night
They all work for somebody who makes all the money
Amazed, I'm just a-loving you tight in the house of blue light, house of blue light

Well I'm driving on down to meet a woman there
She got the long legs ramblin' there's the rollin' hair
She knows just what to do to make a man feel good
She's the hardest workin' woman in this neighborhood

She don't mind makin' breakfast in the morning
She don't mind makin' love every night
She said come see me honey and bring lots of money
â??Cause we know how to treat you right in the house of blue light
House of blue light...House of blue light...House of blue light...

You know this life is filled with grief, sometimes it gets U so down
You got to find yourself some relief
And get the roadhouse, we're right outta sight now, roadhouse of blue light

Well I've been around the world and bitter times are low
And I've never really knew what I was searching for
'Til I came to this place on a midnight ride, I hope next to a Ford that's electrified
See how the man playing blues from Mississippi

They had a bar that kept the custom boys inside
They had so far no protection in a few of your prediction
The one that's been a whole damn night in the house of blue light
Yeah, the house of blue light
In the house of blue light, the house of blue light, yea yea yea

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): BILLY JOEL