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 its 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