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