Turn it up Alright boys, is her favorite song You that, right? So, if we play it and loud She might get up and dance
Oh, she put her beer Here she comes, she comes Left left, left right
Hustlers shootin' Throwin' darts at the Feelin' damn 10 feet tall Here she comes, Lord us all
Ol' T.W.'s slapped him outta his chair Poor ol' boy, it his fault so hard not to stare
At that honky tonk Keepin' rhythm Make ya swing along
Got it goin' on Donkey Kong And ooo wee, shut my mouth, slap your There outta be a law, get the on the phone Lord mercy, how's she even get them britches on? That honky tonk (Aww son)
Now honey, you blame her For her mama gave her It right to hate her For workin' moneymaker
Band down at two But we're hangin' out til We'd to see her go But love to her leave
that honky tonk badonkadonk Keepin' rhythm ya wanna swing along
Got it goin' on Donkey Kong And ooo wee, shut my mouth, your grandma outta be a law, get the Sheriff 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 about the Barely listen to the Our hands, start a shakin' When she the urge to dance
Drivin' crazy You think you in love Boys, you keep your distance You can look but you touch
honkey tonk badonkadonk Keepin' rhythm ya wanna swing along
Got it goin' on Donkey Kong And ooo wee, my mouth, slap your grandma There be a law, get the Sheriff on the phone Lord have mercy, how's she even get them on? That honky tonk
That tonk badonkadonk Yeah, that honky badonkadonk
(That honky badonkadonk) That's it, right boys, that's why we do what we do It ain't for the money, it for the glory (That honky badonkadonk) It ain't for the free whiskey, for the badonkadonk (That tonk badonkadonk)