Writer's Block: Musical Affliction
Rather than inflict on you my actual earworm (Superfreak people and I wouldn't wish that on my worst enemy). I'll give you the last song playing on my iPod.
I searched for a video, but couldn't find one with CK...but since CK and Jensen are best buds, I figure Supernatural works just as well. So get THIS stuck in your head! And just cuz I'm an overachiever today--two videos and the lyrics.
House Rules by Kane featuring Christian Kane (seriously how do they do this? Is it Kane or is it Chris Kane or is it Christian Kane?)
When I tried to do a cut--it deleted my entire entry so yeah sorry about this.
House Rules by Christian Kane So you’re tired and beat And you’ve worked all week And you need a place you can let it go. Where the girls go wild And the boys play hard And you need a little more than just the radio. Well here’s your open invitation With just a couple regulations. Let me warn you son, only come to have fun We don’t take kindly to serious. So leave your troubles at the door Unless you want some in here. Welcome to my house, buckle up tight Everybody sings and drinks, laughs & gets high. It's a country music, a little soul, it’s a rock 'n roll rodeo. We don’t tolerate no sitting around Everybody’s dancin’, groovin’ and getting on down. So before you come in here with some kind of attitude You better read the house rules. Around eleven o’clock when the front door locks And the boys start raising the bottle. Where the girls do the thing with the Mardis Gras beads Yeah, You know they’re gonna show 'em if they got ’em. No matter what your story, a good time is mandatory. Well rule number 7 says don’t touch the women But they can grab whatever they want to. Welcome to my house, buckle up tight Everybody sings and drinks, laughs & gets high. It's a country music, a little soul, it’s a rock' n roll rodeo. We don’t tolerate no sitting around Everybody’s dancing,’ groovin’ and getting on down. So before you come in here with some kind of attitude You better read the house rules. No such thing as last call. We pick’ em up when they fall . We share the same bathroom stall, Says the sign on the wall. (1, 2, 3) Welcome to my house, buckle up tight Everybody sings and drinks, laughs & gets high. It's a country music, a little soul, it’s a rock n roll rodeo. We don’t tolerate no sitting around Everybody’s dancin’, groovin’ and getting on down. So before you come in here with some kind of attitude Boy, before you come a walkin' in here with any kind of attitude You better read the house rules. You better read the house rules. (2, 3)
I searched for a video, but couldn't find one with CK...but since CK and Jensen are best buds, I figure Supernatural works just as well. So get THIS stuck in your head! And just cuz I'm an overachiever today--two videos and the lyrics.
House Rules by Kane featuring Christian Kane (seriously how do they do this? Is it Kane or is it Chris Kane or is it Christian Kane?)
When I tried to do a cut--it deleted my entire entry so yeah sorry about this.
Click to viewHouse Rules by Christian Kane So you’re tired and beat And you’ve worked all week And you need a place you can let it go. Where the girls go wild And the boys play hard And you need a little more than just the radio. Well here’s your open invitation With just a couple regulations. Let me warn you son, only come to have fun We don’t take kindly to serious. So leave your troubles at the door Unless you want some in here. Welcome to my house, buckle up tight Everybody sings and drinks, laughs & gets high. It's a country music, a little soul, it’s a rock 'n roll rodeo. We don’t tolerate no sitting around Everybody’s dancin’, groovin’ and getting on down. So before you come in here with some kind of attitude You better read the house rules. Around eleven o’clock when the front door locks And the boys start raising the bottle. Where the girls do the thing with the Mardis Gras beads Yeah, You know they’re gonna show 'em if they got ’em. No matter what your story, a good time is mandatory. Well rule number 7 says don’t touch the women But they can grab whatever they want to. Welcome to my house, buckle up tight Everybody sings and drinks, laughs & gets high. It's a country music, a little soul, it’s a rock' n roll rodeo. We don’t tolerate no sitting around Everybody’s dancing,’ groovin’ and getting on down. So before you come in here with some kind of attitude You better read the house rules. No such thing as last call. We pick’ em up when they fall . We share the same bathroom stall, Says the sign on the wall. (1, 2, 3) Welcome to my house, buckle up tight Everybody sings and drinks, laughs & gets high. It's a country music, a little soul, it’s a rock n roll rodeo. We don’t tolerate no sitting around Everybody’s dancin’, groovin’ and getting on down. So before you come in here with some kind of attitude Boy, before you come a walkin' in here with any kind of attitude You better read the house rules. You better read the house rules. (2, 3)