Turn it up Alright boys, this is her song You that, right? So, if we play it good and She might get up and dance
Oh, she put her beer Here she comes, here she left, left right left
Hustlers eightball Throwin' at the wall Feelin' near 10 feet tall Here she comes, help us all
Ol' T.W.'s Done him outta his chair Poor ol' boy, it his fault so hard not to stare
At that tonk badonkadonk perfect rhythm Make ya swing along
Got it goin' on like Donkey And ooo wee, shut my mouth, your grandma There outta be a law, get the Sheriff on the Lord mercy, how's she even get them britches on? That honky badonkadonk (Aww son)
Now honey, you can't her For what her gave her It ain't to hate her For workin' that
Band shuts at two But hangin' out til three hate to see her go But love to watch her
With that honky tonk Keepin' perfect ya wanna swing along
Got it on like 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 get them britches on? With that tonk badonkadonk
Oh, that's what I'm bout right there, honey
We care about the drinkin' listen to the band Our hands, start a shakin' When she gets the to dance
Drivin' crazy You think you fell in Boys, you better keep distance You can look but you touch
That honkey tonk perfect rhythm Make ya wanna along
Got it goin' on like Donkey And ooo wee, shut my mouth, slap grandma outta be a law, get the Sheriff on the phone Lord mercy, how's she even get them britches on? honky tonk badonkadonk
That tonk badonkadonk Yeah, honky tonk 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 honky badonkadonk)