Alright

Don't knock the boogie

Don't knock the boogie, it'll set you free

Don't knock the boogie, it'll work for you, it'll work for me

Don't knock the boogie

It was about half-past midnight

I walked into a bar and ordered a beer

There was a band over in the corner

Playing something by John Lee Hooker

And it felt so good, yea, got inside my brain

The singer was some guy from southern Mississippi

He had a wicked eye, but he could lay a lip along a lyric

And the drummer was a cat they called Crazy Legs from Alabama

Boy, he could hit the skins like nobody's business

And on the guitar, some cat named Lightning Slim

He went up and down that neck like lightning

I guess that's how he got his name

And the man on the bass from down in Georgia

Somebody said he did some time, committed some crime

But I don't really know, could just be a rumor

And over in the corner where the lights were low

I saw this woman, she had a gold tooth in her mouth

It glistened when she smiled

Yea, and she gave me the eye, she gave me the eye

Yea, you know what I mean

So I went over there and I said, "Is this seat taken?"

She looked at me and said, "Well now it is"

I said, "Baby, what's on your mind?"

She just looked at me with that Siamese smile

She leaned over and whispered in my ear

"Shh, don't knock the boogie

Don't knock the boogie, it'll set you free

Don't knock the boogie, it'll work for you, it'll work for me"

Come on, Slim!

That's right

Don't knock the boogie

Don't knock the boogie, it'll set you free

Don't knock the boogie, it'll work for you, it'll work for me too

Yea don't knock the boogie

Don't knock the boogie