Come home late, tired and beat
I got a busting head and aching feet
My hand is shaking and my mind's a mess
Lord, I sure could use a little rest
But baby wants to boogie
Baby wants to boogie
Baby wants to boogie
Boogie boogie all night long
I got trouble with my boss, pain in my chest
Trouble with the man at the IRS
Finance company took my car
I finally realized I won't ever be a star
And baby wants to boogie
Baby wants to boogie
Baby wants to boogie
Boogie boogie all night long
Police at the back door, salesman at the front
Landlord on the phone screaming "One more month"
I've ruined my body, sold my soul
Baby's yelling "Let the good times roll"
Baby wants to boogie
Baby wants to boogie
Baby wants to boogie
Boogie boogie all night long
Yeah, baby wants to boogie
Baby wants to boogie
Baby wants to boogie
Boogie boogie all night long
Baby wants to boogie
Baby wants to boogie