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