I like living on a quiet little street Still I got to get out and hear that honky-tonk beat A night on the town is what I really enjoy Where there’s a live country band playing my kind of noise. I get the honky-tonk fever, country western blues Boogie-woogie pneumonia, rock-a-billy flu So I head out to heaven, I’m a believer With one hell of a real hot, honky-tonk fever I’ve been working real hard for the things that I need And I’m ready for whatever by the end of the week I grab a new shirt and an old pair of jeans Money for the juke box and a shot of Jim Beam Ain’t no doubt about it I know what to do When I’m bit by the bug and get that boogie-woogie flu I put on my hat, I head out the door I’m going to wear my boots out on that old dance floor © Copyright Beer Truck Music, BMI 1998