Turn it up Alright boys, this is her song You know that, So, if we play it good and She might get up and again
Oh, she put her beer Here she comes, she comes Left left, left left
Hustlers shootin' Throwin' darts at the damn near 10 feet tall Here she comes, Lord us all
Ol' T.W.'s Done him outta his chair ol' boy, it ain't his fault It's so hard not to
At that honky badonkadonk Keepin' rhythm ya wanna swing along
Got it goin' on like Kong 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 can't her For her mama gave her It ain't right to her For that moneymaker
Band shuts at two But hangin' out til three We'd to see her go But to watch her leave
With honky tonk badonkadonk perfect rhythm Make ya wanna swing
Got it goin' on like Donkey And ooo wee, shut my mouth, slap grandma There outta be a law, get the Sheriff on the 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 about the listen to the band Our hands, start a shakin' When she the urge to dance
Drivin' crazy You you fell in love Boys, you better your distance You can look but you touch
That tonk badonkadonk perfect rhythm Make ya wanna along
Got it goin' on Donkey 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 britches on? honky tonk badonkadonk
That tonk badonkadonk Yeah, honky tonk 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, for the badonkadonk (That honky badonkadonk)