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