Michael Katon  
Proud to be loud

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Comin’ to get ya baby

Got my whip in my hand

Ain’t talkin’ about no leather

I’m an electric man

Got a thousand watts of power baby

Wire and steel

Gonna beat ya with my whip

Until ya get the feel

-Chorus

Gonna beat ya – with my boogie whip

Gonna beat ya – with my boogie whip

Gonna beat ya with some boogie

Till your brain gets sore

You’re gonna dig it so much

That you’ll beg me for more

-Chorus

Comin’ to get ya baby

Gonna beat ya real bad

When you’re through with your whippin’

You’ll be so glad

Ain’t no way you’re gonna sit down

Have to stay on your feet

Cause you’ll feel like dancin’

When you’re done getting beat

-Chorus

I was sittin’ by the dance floor

Bustin’ down beer

I had a rock-n-roll band

Blastin’ in my car

Then she strut right in

Through the bathroom door

She had pants so tight

My jaw hit the floor

She shook it just right

White pants so tight

She shook it so fine

Drove me out of my mind

-Chorus

She had them tight white pants

Yeah they make ya second glance

She had them tight white pants

Give a man a chance

She was dancin’ with a dude

‘Bout as big as a tree

But them tight white pants, man

Was all I could see!

So I moved right in

When I saw my chance

That’s right, I asked white pants

If she wanted to dance

She smiled at me

Whoo! Baby set me free!

She grabbed my hand

We was rockin’ to that band

-Chorus

She danced so fine

Make you crane your neck

Just watchin’ that girl

Make your eye ball sweat

Cause the way she moved

Looked like she was on fire

Looked like them tight white pants

Was tryin’

To crawl right inside her!

She shook it just right

White pants so tight

She shook it so fine

Drove me out of my mind

-Chorus

I took you out to the show the other night

Little sister said you were lonely

I thought it’d be alright

She said you were new in town

And all you needed was a friend

But the time has come this thing’s gotta end!

When I took you out

I thought it was just a friendly date

But marriage is on your mind yeah

Ya just can’t wait

Callin’ me on the phone

You’re drivin’ me crazy every day

Poundin’ on my door baby, just stay away – cuz

-Chorus

I ain’t ready to go steady

I ain’t ready to go steady

If we went steady I’d spent all my money on you

Then I couldn’t buy liquor or a new pair of shoes

Couldn’t afford gas for cruisin’ in my car

You may be fine baby but

I don’t care what you are – cuz

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-Bridge

I ain’t ready to stay home every night

I ain’t ready to have no lovers fight

I ain’t ready to stop runnin’ with my friends

I ain’t ready for all my fun to end

-Chorus

-Bridge

I dated you out of the goodness of my heart

Now you’re cryin’ to me that we just can’t part

I got news for you that was a favour for my sister

So quit your cryin’ and carryin’ on like this – cuz

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Headin’down the highway

I got one thing on my mind

Headin’ down the highway

I got one thing on my mind

The only place I’m gonna find it

Yeah down at Roadhouse 69

I’ll have a smile on my face when I get there

It’s guaranteed you’re gonna have a good time

I’ll have a smile on my face when I get there

It’s guaranteed you’re gonna have a good time

I wanna get your motor runnin’

Yeah down at Roadhouse 69

Baby don’t leave without me

I’m goin’ down there too

Roadhouse 69 is just the place for me and you

Come on mamma…

Lord it sho’is fine I go there all the time

Wanna roll around with ya baby

Down at Roadhouse 69

Allright let’s head down to the Roadhouse…

Got me a full load honey saved it all for you

Take you down to the Roadhouse

Baby we’ll do the do

Ooohh it sho’is fine it’s fine as wine

Wanna roll around with ya mamma

Yeah down at the Roadhouse 69, allright

Goin’ to the Roadhouse, Roadhouse 69

Talkin’ ‘bout the Roadhouse , Roadhouse 69

Gotta get down to the Roadhouse

I ain’t got no job

That I get up to

I stayed out at night

And I do the do

The crack of noon

That’s when I get up

But when the sun goes down

You know I’m ready to rock

-Chorus

‘Cause boogie is my business

yeah and business is good

I said business is good

I don’t worry about

A stockmarket crash

I got so much boogie

I don’t need no cash

And when the day is done

And Dow Jones turns it’s lock

I’m a thousand points up

On a boogie stock

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What’s that you said baby

Oh man I ain’t got time for that right now

I gotta get out of here

I gotta find my boots

Where’s my guitar

I gotta get out of here

I got to Boogulate

No I don’t need

A corporate concern

I said Wholesale Boogie

That’s the way I earn

I said I spank the plank

Yeah that’s my trade

And with all the Boogie

I sure got it made

-Chorus

Boogie is my business

And yeah business is good

It gets better everyday

Boogie is my business

Boogie is my business

I said boogie is my business

Boogie is my business

Baby, baby I’m your saviour prowlin’ in the street

Mercy, mercy guard the nursery they

Ain’t too young for me

Don’t you know that I devour every girl I can

Only I posses the power, I’m the Boogie Man

Mercy, mamma, I’m the trauma,

I’m down on my knees

Doctor, doctor heal your daughter

She got my disease

Baby, baby I devour every girl I can

Only I posses the power, I’m the Boogie Man

-Chorus

I’m the Boogie Man, the Boogie Man

I’m the Boogie Man, I boogie any time I can

I’m the Boogie Man, the Boogie Man

I’m the Boogie Man, I boogie all across the land

Ya know I sleep with a porcupine for my pillow

And I’ll fight a big ass drunk gorilla

Ya know a mule done kicked me

Didn’t break my hide

Said a rattlesnake bit me

Then crawled off and died

-Chorus

I’m the Boogie Man, I’m the Boogie Man

I’ve got to have you baby

I need a girl like you

You’ve got the touch now baby

Another girl just won’t do

When I take ahold of ya baby

Like grabbin’ on to an electric line

You’re a million watts of power

I’m your fuse baby blow my mind

-Chorus

Burn me with electricity

Burn me baby

Burn me with electricity

Burn me with your love

One night with ya baby

Like bein’ caught in a hurricane

Like grabbin’ on

To a jet airplane

I take ahold of ya baby

And I lose my mind

If you were an electric chair baby

Then I’d commit a capital crime

-Chorus

Verse One (repeat)

Where’d ya learn to do what ya do girl?

I never met another girl in your class

And when I plug in your socket baby

It’s like throwin’ a match in a tank of gas

-Chorus

Packed my bags I was headed

For a brand new day

I was leavin’her I was leavin’ this time to stay

When I tried walkin’ through that door

You know love stepped in my way

Love’s after me tryin’ to take my freedom away

It’s got me in a grip

And it’s getting tighter, tighter everyday

I tried to leave that girl

But you know love stepped in my way

I’ve gambled with love cut the cards

And let them lay

But I’ve drawn a loosing hand now

I don’t realy wanna play

I know that I can’t win

Now that love stepped in my way

Love’s been on my trail commin’ closer everyday

My debt is long overdue now it’s time to pay

No matter which way I run

You know love steps in my way – in my way

I’ve beeen honkin’ on this guitar most all my life

I think by now I damn sure got it right

But some of those big boss men say

I’m doin’it wrong

They say ‘You don’t turn it down boy you won’t be playin’ here long!”

Now why in the world would I wanna turn down?

Aal I’m doin’ is just pleasi’ the crowd

-Chorus

I’m proud to be loud

I’m proud to be loud

I’m proud to be loud

I’m proud to be loud

Everybody needs them drums upside their head

You gotta hump that bass

If you realy wanna knock’em dead

Gotta turn them amps on ten or it just ain’t right

If you’re gonna rock-n-roll

It better sounds like dynamite

Now don’t you tell me I play it too loud

There ain’t no way I’m gonna turn it down

-Chorus

The backbeat will put a buzz right in your head

If you wanna turn it down

Then you might as well be dead

You better order up some flowers man

And book the funeral hall

Cuz all the limp wristed faggot music

Is gonna be the death of us all

Yeah – that’s why

-Chorus

“Hell, that oughta wake the neighbours up!”

Album Credits

First released in 1988

Re-releasedate: 06/9/1993

Produced by Michael Katon

Musicians:

        Michael Katon – Guitar, Vocals

        Roland Katon – Drums, Percussion

        Bill Gardiner – Drums, track1

        Jon Eppinga – Drums, track 11

        ‘Red’ Small – Bass

        Ed Phelps – Harmonica, first guitar solo on 1 & 10

        Gary Rednour – Backing vocals