Letra de The houses rules

So you´re tired and beat
And you´ve 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, laughs & gets high.
It´s a country music, all little soul, it´s a rock ´n roll rodeo.
We don´t tolerate no sitting around
Everybody´s dancing, grooving and getting on down.
So before you come in here with some kind of attitude
You better read the house rules.

Around eleven o´clock when the front door locks
And the boys start raising the bottle.
Where the girls do the thing with the Mardis Gras beads
You know they´re gonna show ´em if they got ´em.
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.

Welcome to my house, buckle up tight
Everybody sings and drinks, laughs & gets high.
It´s a country music, all little soul, it´s a rock´ n roll rodeo.
We don´t tolerate no sitting around
Everybody´s dancing,? grooving? and getting on down.
So before you come in here with some kind of attitude
You better read the house rules.

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. (1, 2, 3)

Welcome to my house, buckle up tight
Everybody sings and drinks, laughs & gets high.
It´s a country music, all little soul, it´s a rock n roll rodeo.
We don´t tolerate no sitting around
Everybody´s dancing?, grooving? and getting on down.
So before you come in here with some kind of attitude
Boy, before you come a walkin´ in here with any kind of attitude
You better read the house rules.

You better read the house rules.
(2, 3)