Flat Top Joint - The Blasters

Down at the end of the freeway

Just behind some laundromat

There’s a real gone little night spot

Just for real gone cats

It’s called the Flat Top Joint

The Flat Top Joint

The band starts rockin' at midnight

Boy, you know you can’t stand still

They got barbecued ribs, beer and wine

Sometimes you know there ain’t no bill

Down at the Flat Top Joint

The Flat Top Joint

I’m gonna get my baby

Man, you know she ain’t no square

If you ain’t got no honey

I bet you’re gonna find one there

Down at the Flat Top Joint

The Flat Top Joint

You know they got the best jukebox

With Gene Vincent and Jerry Lee

Lightnin' Hopkins, Jimmy Reed

And the machine, it plays for free

Down at the Flat Top Joint

The Flat Top Joint

Folks down there are friendly

But there just might be a fight

Well, a few broken chairs ain’t no big deal

Don’t worry, it’ll be all right

Down at the Flat Top Joint

The Flat Top Joint