Turn it up Alright boys, this is her song You know that, So, if we play it and loud She might get up and dance
Oh, she put her down Here she comes, she comes left, left right left
Hustlers eightball Throwin' darts at the Feelin' damn near 10 tall she comes, Lord help us all
Ol' T.W.'s Done slapped him outta his ol' boy, it ain't his fault It's so hard not to
At that tonk badonkadonk perfect rhythm Make ya wanna along
Got it goin' on like Donkey And ooo wee, my mouth, slap your grandma There outta be a law, get the on the phone Lord have mercy, how's she get them britches on? That tonk badonkadonk (Aww son)
Now honey, you blame her For what her gave her It ain't right to her For workin' that
shuts down at two But we're out til three hate to see her go But to watch her leave
With honky tonk badonkadonk Keepin' perfect Make ya wanna swing
Got it goin' on Donkey Kong And ooo wee, my mouth, slap your grandma There outta be a law, get the on the phone Lord have mercy, how's she even get britches on? With honky tonk badonkadonk
Oh, what I'm talkin' bout right there, honey
We don't care the drinkin' Barely listen to the Our hands, they a shakin' she gets the urge to dance
Drivin' crazy You think you in love Boys, you better keep distance You can look but you touch
That tonk badonkadonk perfect rhythm Make ya wanna swing
Got it goin' on like Kong And ooo wee, shut my mouth, your grandma There be a law, get the Sheriff on the phone Lord have mercy, how's she even get them on? That tonk badonkadonk
That honky badonkadonk Yeah, that tonk badonkadonk
(That honky badonkadonk) That's it, right there boys, that's why we do we do It for the money, it ain't for the glory (That honky badonkadonk) It ain't for the free whiskey, for the badonkadonk (That tonk badonkadonk)