Turn it up boys, this is her favorite song You know that, So, if we it good and loud She get up and dance again
Oh, she put her beer she comes, here she comes Left left, right left
Hustlers eightball Throwin' at the wall Feelin' damn near 10 feet Here she comes, Lord us all
Ol' T.W.'s Done slapped him outta his Poor ol' boy, it his fault so hard not to stare
At honky tonk badonkadonk perfect rhythm Make ya wanna swing
Got it on like Donkey Kong And ooo wee, my mouth, slap your grandma There outta be a law, get the on the phone Lord have mercy, she even get them britches on? honky tonk badonkadonk (Aww son)
Now honey, you blame her For what her gave her It ain't 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 watch her
With that honky 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, 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' listen to the band Our hands, they a shakin' When she the urge to dance
Drivin' everybody You think you fell in Boys, you better keep your You can look but you touch
honkey tonk badonkadonk Keepin' perfect ya wanna swing along
Got it goin' on like 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 them on? honky tonk badonkadonk
That honky badonkadonk Yeah, that honky tonk
(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 tonk badonkadonk) It ain't for the free whiskey, for the badonkadonk (That honky badonkadonk)