Honky Tonk Badonkadonk (Video Mix)

[Verse 1] 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 Ooh, she put her beer down Here she comes[x2] Left, left, left, right, left Whoo! Hustlers shooting eight-ball Throwing darts at the wall Feeling damn near 10 ft. tall Here she comes, Lord help us all Old T.W.'s girlfriend done slapped him out of his chair Poor old boy, it isn't his fault It's so hard not to stare [Chorus] At that honky tonk badonkadonk Keeping perfect rhythm Make you want to swing along Got it going on Like Donkey Kong And whoo-wee Shut my mouth, slap your grandma There ought to be a law Get the Sheriff on the phone Lord have mercy, how's she even get them britches on That honky tonk badonkadonk (Aww son!) [Verse 2] Now Honey, you can't blame her For what her mama gave her You ain't got to hate her For working that money-maker Band shuts down at two But we're hanging out till three We hate to see her go But love to watch her leave [Chorus] [Verse 3] We don't care about the drinking Barely listen to the band Our hands, they start a shaking When she gets the urge to dance Driving everybody crazy You think you fell in love Boys, you better keep your distance You can look but you can't touch [Chorus] [Bridge] That honky tonk badonkadonk Yeah, that honky tonk badonkadonk [Outro] (That's it, right there boys, that's why we do what we do It isn't for the money, it isn't for the glory, it isn't for the free whiskey It's for the badonkadonk)