Turn it up boys, this is her favorite song You know that So, if we it good and loud She might get up and again Ooh, she put her down she comes Here she Left left right left
Husslers shootin' Throwin' darts at the damn near 10 ft. tall Here she comes, Lord us all Ol' T.W.'s girlfriend done him outta his chair Poor ole boy, it ain't his so hard not to stare At that honky badonkadonk perfect rhythm Make ya wanna swing Got it on Like Donkey And my mouth, slap your grandma There be a law Get the Sheriff on the have mercy, how's she even get them britches on That tonk badonkadonk (Aww son)
Now Honey, you blame her For what her gave her It right to hate her For workin' money-maker shuts down at two But we're hangin' out till We to see her go But love to her leave With that honky badonkadonk perfect rhythm Make ya swing along Got it on Donkey Kong And Shut my mouth, slap your outta be a law Get the Sheriff on the Lord mercy, how's she even get them britches on With that tonk badonkadonk (Ooh, what I'm talkin' bout right there, honey)
We don't bout the drinkin' Barely to the band Our hands, start a shakin' When she the urge to dance everybody crazy You think you in love Boys, you keep your distance You can but you can't touch That tonk badonkadonk perfect rhythm Make ya wanna swing Got it on Like Kong And Shut my mouth, your grandma outta be a law Get the on the phone Lord have mercy, how's she even get britches on That tonk badonkadonk
That honky tonk Yeah, that tonk badonkadonk
That's it, there boys, that's why we do we do It for the money, it for the glory, it for the free whiskey It's for the