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