Words and music by bob seger      Wally's getting' anxious thinkin' 'bout tonight   Bruce is all spiffy lookin' wicked lookin' right   Eddie's getting' spruced   And donna's getting' loose   Theyre passin' round the bottle   And they're gettin' good and juiced   B.g.'s winin' dinin' checkin' talent at the club   Skippers hauntin' second lookin' forward to his rub   The busters from the country   And the hitters from the shop   Everybody wants to do the horizontal bop      Someone bring the records   Someone get the brew   Someone get a house   Buddy we'll know what to do   Someone tell the ladies   Someone make a deal   If we can't find a house   Then someone better find a field      Grass is good as carpet   Anyplace is fine   Its time to get to rockin'   Babe it's time to make it shine   Tell 'em we'll be dancin'   Dancin' till we drop   It's time to get down and do the horizontal bop      Theyre fillin' up the corners   Theyre fillin' up the streets   You can feel the tension   You can almost feel the heat   The music's gettin' louder   The beat's gittin' fast   Summers finally made it   Yeah it's finally here at last      The pony cars are cruisin' on woodward avenue   Go and try to pass'em   They'll smoke you if you do   The whole town's shakin' from the bottom to the top   Everybody wants to do the horizontal bop   The busters from the country   And the hitters from the shop   Everybody wants to do the horizontal bop   Tell 'em we'll be dancin'   Dancin' till we drop   Everybody wants to do the horizontal bop