Now if you wanna hear some boogie like I'm gonna' play   It's just an old piano and a knocked out bass   The drummer man's a cat they call, Kickin' McCoy   I know you remember that old rubber-leg boy      Mama cookin' chicken, fried in bacon grease   Come on along boys, it's just down the road apiece      Well, there's a place you really get your kicks   It's open every night, from 'bout twelve to six   If you wanna hear some boogie, you can get your fill   They shoot the eight beat to you like an old steam drill      Come on along, you can to lose your lease   Down the road, down the road, down the road apiece      Well, there's a place you really get your kicks   Its open every night, from 'bout twelve to six   If you wanna hear some boogie, you can get your fill   They shoot the eight beat to you like an old steam drill      Come on along, you can lose your lease   Down the road, down the road, down the road apiece      Down the road, down the road   Down the road, down the road   Down the road, down the road      Well, momma cookin' chicken, fried in bacon grease   Come on along boys, it's just down the road apiece      Down the road, down the road   Down the road, down the road   Down the road, down the road      Well, it's better than chicken fried in bacon grease   Come on along boys, it's just down the road apiece