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