[00:00.12]Turn it up some
[00:03.87]Alright boys, this is her favorite song
[00:06.66]You know that right
[00:08.01]So, if we play it good and loud
[00:09.66]She might get up and dance again
[00:14.85]Ooh, she put her beer down
[00:15.75]Here she comes
[00:17.10]Here she comes
[00:20.97]Left left left right left
[00:27.12]Whoo
[00:27.18]Husslers shootin' eightball
[00:29.22]Throwin' darts at the wall
[00:31.32]Feelin' damn near 10 ft. tall
[00:32.58]Here she comes, Lord help us all
[00:35.49]Ol' T.W.'s girlfriend done slapped him outta his chair
[00:39.42]Poor ole boy, it ain't his fault
[00:41.64]It's so hard not to stare
[00:43.41]At that honky tonk badonkadonk
[00:48.15]Keepin' perfect rhythm
[00:49.59]Make ya wanna swing along
[00:51.69]Got it goin' on
[00:52.59]Like Donkey Kong
[00:54.96]And whoo-wee
[00:57.24]Shut my mouth, slap your grandma
[01:00.30]There outta be a law
[01:02.22]Get the Sheriff on the phone
[01:04.41]Lord have mercy, how's she even get them britches on
[01:08.88]That honky tonk badonkadonk
[01:10.08](Aww son)
[01:16.95]Now Honey, you can't blame her
[01:19.14]For what her mama gave her
[01:21.54]You ain't gotta hate her
[01:23.31]For workin' that money-maker
[01:25.68]Band shuts down at two
[01:27.24]But we're hangin' out till three
[01:29.46]We hate to see her go
[01:32.19]But love to watch her leave
[01:33.06]With that honky tonk badonkadonk
[01:38.22]Keepin' perfect rhythm
[01:39.78]Make ya wanna swing along
[01:41.88]Got it goin' on
[01:42.75]Like Donkey Kong
[01:46.32]And whoo-wee
[01:47.43]Shut my mouth, slap your grandma
[01:50.46]There outta be a law
[01:52.38]Get the Sheriff on the phone
[01:54.00]Lord have mercy, how's she even get them britches on
[01:57.84]With that honky tonk badonkadonk
[01:58.62](Ooh, that's what I'm talkin' bout right there, honey)
[02:23.58]We don't care bout the drinkin'
[02:25.77]Barely listen to the band
[02:27.96]Our hands, they start a shakin'
[02:29.94]When she gets the urge to dance
[02:31.92]Drivin' everybody crazy
[02:34.38]You think you fell in love
[02:36.24]Boys, you better keep your distance
[02:38.40]You can look but you can't touch
[02:44.40]That honkey tonk badonkadonk
[02:45.09]Keepin' perfect rhythm
[02:46.68]Make ya wanna swing along
[02:48.81]Got it goin' on
[02:51.18]Like Donkey Kong
[02:52.50]And whoo-wee
[02:54.21]Shut my mouth, slap your grandma
[02:57.39]There outta be a law
[03:01.56]Get the Sheriff on the phone
[03:02.07]Lord have mercy, how's she even get them britches on
[03:04.98]That honky tonk badonkadonk
[03:05.67]That honky tonk badonkadonk
[03:06.36]Yeah, that honky tonk badonkadonk
[03:15.84](That's it, right there boys, that's why we do what we do
[03:17.70]It ain't for the money, it ain't for the glory, it ain't for the free whiskey
[03:40.83]It's for the badonkadonk)

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
Here she comes
Left left left right left
Whoo
Husslers shootin' eightball
Throwin' darts at the wall
Feelin' damn near 10 ft. tall
Here she comes, Lord help us all
Ol' T.W.'s girlfriend done slapped him outta his chair
Poor ole 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 whoo-wee
Shut my mouth, slap your grandma
There outta 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)
Now Honey, you can't blame her
For what her mama gave her
You ain't gotta hate her
For workin' that money-maker
Band shuts down at two
But we're hangin' out till 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 whoo-wee
Shut my mouth, slap your grandma
There outta be a law
Get the Sheriff on the phone
Lord have mercy, how's she even get them britches on
With that honky tonk badonkadonk
(Ooh, that's what I'm talkin' bout right there, honey)
We don't care bout the drinkin'
Barely listen to the band
Our hands, they start a 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 honkey tonk badonkadonk
Keepin' perfect rhythm
Make ya wanna swing along
Got it goin' on
Like Donkey Kong
And whoo-wee
Shut my mouth, slap your grandma
There outta be a law
Get the Sheriff on the phone
Lord have mercy, how's she even get them britches on
That honky tonk badonkadonk
That honky tonk badonkadonk
Yeah, 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, it ain't for the free whiskey
It's for the badonkadonk)