Trace Adkins - Honky Tonk Badonkadonk lyrics
[Trace Adkins - Honky Tonk Badonkadonk lyrics]
Turn it up some alright, boys
This is her favorite song, you know that
Right? So if we play it good and loud
She might get up and dance again
Oh, she put her beer down
Here she comes, here she comes
Left, left, left, right, left woo
Hustlers shootin' eight ball
Throwin' darts at the wall
Feelin' damn near ten feet tall
Here she comes, Lord, help us all
Ol' TW's girlfriend done slapped
Him out his chair
Poor ol' boy, it ain't his fault
It's so hard not to stare
At that honky tonk badonkadonk
Keepin' perfect rhythm
Make ya wanna swing along
Got it goin' on like Donkey Kong
And ooh-wee, shut my mouth, slap your grandma
There oughta be a law
Get the sheriff on the phone
Lord have mercy
How'd she even get them britches on
That honky tonk badonkadonk
Aw, son
Now, honey, you can't blame her for what
Her mama gave her it ain't right to hate her
For workin' that money maker
Band shuts down at two
But we're hangin' out 'til three
We hate to see her go
But love to watch her leave
With that honky tonk badonkadonk
Keepin' perfect rhythm
Make ya wanna swing along
Got it goin' on like Donkey Kong
And ooh-wee, shut my mouth, slap your grandma
There oughta be a law
Get the sheriff on the phone
Lord have mercy
How'd she even get them britches on
With that honky tonk badonkadonk
Oh, that's what I'm talkin'
About right there, honey
We don't care about the drinkin'
Barely listen to the band our hands
They start to shakin' when she
Gets the urge to dance
Drivin' everybody crazy
You think you fell in love
Boys, you better keep your distance
You can look, but you can't touch
That honky tonk badonkadonk
Keepin' perfect rhythm
Make ya wanna swing along
Got it goin' on like Donkey Kong
And ooh-wee, shut my mouth, slap your grandma
There oughta be a law
Get the sheriff on the phone
Lord have mercy
How'd she even get them britches on
That honky tonk badonkadonk
That honky tonk badonkadonk
Yeah, that honky tonk badonkadonk
(That honky tonk badonkadonk)
That's it right there, boys
That's why we do what we do
It ain't for the money
It ain't for the glory
(That honky tonk badonkadonk)
It ain't for the free whiskey
It's for the badonkadonk
(That honky tonk badonkadonk)
This is her favorite song, you know that
Right? So if we play it good and loud
She might get up and dance again
Oh, she put her beer down
Here she comes, here she comes
Left, left, left, right, left woo
Hustlers shootin' eight ball
Throwin' darts at the wall
Feelin' damn near ten feet tall
Here she comes, Lord, help us all
Ol' TW's girlfriend done slapped
Him out his chair
Poor ol' boy, it ain't his fault
It's so hard not to stare
At that honky tonk badonkadonk
Keepin' perfect rhythm
Make ya wanna swing along
Got it goin' on like Donkey Kong
And ooh-wee, shut my mouth, slap your grandma
There oughta be a law
Get the sheriff on the phone
Lord have mercy
How'd she even get them britches on
That honky tonk badonkadonk
Aw, son
Now, honey, you can't blame her for what
Her mama gave her it ain't right to hate her
For workin' that money maker
Band shuts down at two
But we're hangin' out 'til three
We hate to see her go
But love to watch her leave
With that honky tonk badonkadonk
Keepin' perfect rhythm
Make ya wanna swing along
Got it goin' on like Donkey Kong
And ooh-wee, shut my mouth, slap your grandma
There oughta be a law
Get the sheriff on the phone
Lord have mercy
How'd she even get them britches on
With that honky tonk badonkadonk
Oh, that's what I'm talkin'
About right there, honey
We don't care about the drinkin'
Barely listen to the band our hands
They start to shakin' when she
Gets the urge to dance
Drivin' everybody crazy
You think you fell in love
Boys, you better keep your distance
You can look, but you can't touch
That honky tonk badonkadonk
Keepin' perfect rhythm
Make ya wanna swing along
Got it goin' on like Donkey Kong
And ooh-wee, shut my mouth, slap your grandma
There oughta be a law
Get the sheriff on the phone
Lord have mercy
How'd she even get them britches on
That honky tonk badonkadonk
That honky tonk badonkadonk
Yeah, that honky tonk badonkadonk
(That honky tonk badonkadonk)
That's it right there, boys
That's why we do what we do
It ain't for the money
It ain't for the glory
(That honky tonk badonkadonk)
It ain't for the free whiskey
It's for the badonkadonk
(That honky tonk badonkadonk)