Christian Kane - The house 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 and gets high
It's a country music, a little soul, it's a rock 'n' roll rodeo
We don't tolerate no sitting around
Everybody's dancin', groovin' 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
Yeah, 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 and gets high
It's a country music, a little soul, it's a rock 'n' roll rodeo
We don't tolerate no sitting around
Everybody's dancin', groovin' 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 and gets high
It's a country music, a little soul, it's a rock 'n' roll rodeo
We don't tolerate no sitting around
Everybody’s dancin', groovin' 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)