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