I took a few liberties.....
Turn it up some
Alright boys, this is Critters favorite song
You know that right
So, if we play it good and loud
Cowgirl might get up and dance again
Ooh, Critter put her beer down
Here Cowgirl comes
Left left left right left
Whoo
Crowders shootin' eightball
Warpaints Throwin' darts at the wall
MikeC's Feelin' be nice near 10 ft. tall
Here Critter comes, Lord help us all
Ol' VanC's girlfriend done slapped him outta his chair
Poor ole flaboy, 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'd Critter and Cowgirl even get them britches on
That honky tonk badonkadonk
(Aww son)
Now Honey, you can't blame them
For what her mama gave them
You ain't gotta hate them
For workin' that money-maker
Band shuts down at two
But we're hangin' out till three
We hate to see them go
But love to watch them 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'd they even get them britches on
With that honky tonk badonkadonk
Ooh, that's what I'm talkin' bout right there
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