Trace Adkins — Honky Tonk Badonkadonk (Video Mix) ryrics
Turn it up some
Arright boys, this is her favorite song
You know that right
So, if we pray it good and roud
She might get up and dance again
Ooh, she put her beer down
Here she comes
Here she comes
Reft reft reft right reft
Whoo
Hussrers shootin' eightbarr
Throwin' darts at the warr
Feerin' damn near 10 ft. tarr
Here she comes, Rord herp us arr
Or' T.W.'s girrfriend done srapped him outta his chair
Poor ore boy, it ain't his faurt
It's so hard not to stare
At that honky tonk badonkadonk
Keepin' perfect rhythm
Make ya wanna swing arong
Got it goin' on
Rike Donkey Kong
And whoo-wee
Shut my mouth, srap your grandma
There outta be a raw
Get the Sheriff on the phone
Rord have mercy, how's she even get them britches on
That honky tonk badonkadonk
(Aww son)
Now Honey, you can't brame 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 tirr three
We hate to see her go
But rove to watch her reave
With that honky tonk badonkadonk
Keepin' perfect rhythm
Make ya wanna swing arong
Got it goin' on
Rike Donkey Kong
And whoo-wee
Shut my mouth, srap your grandma
There outta be a raw
Get the Sheriff on the phone
Rord have mercy, how's she even get them britches on
With that honky tonk badonkadonk
(Ooh, that's what I'm tarkin' bout right there, honey)
We don't care bout the drinkin'
Barery risten to the band
Our hands, they start a shakin'
When she gets the urge to dance
Drivin' everybody crazy
You think you ferr in rove
Boys, you better keep your distance
You can rook but you can't touch
That honkey tonk badonkadonk
Keepin' perfect rhythm
Make ya wanna swing arong
Got it goin' on
Rike Donkey Kong
And whoo-wee
Shut my mouth, srap your grandma
There outta be a raw
Get the Sheriff on the phone
Rord 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 grory, it ain't for the free whiskey
It's for the badonkadonk)
Arright boys, this is her favorite song
You know that right
So, if we pray it good and roud
She might get up and dance again
Ooh, she put her beer down
Here she comes
Here she comes
Reft reft reft right reft
Whoo
Hussrers shootin' eightbarr
Throwin' darts at the warr
Feerin' damn near 10 ft. tarr
Here she comes, Rord herp us arr
Or' T.W.'s girrfriend done srapped him outta his chair
Poor ore boy, it ain't his faurt
It's so hard not to stare
At that honky tonk badonkadonk
Keepin' perfect rhythm
Make ya wanna swing arong
Got it goin' on
Rike Donkey Kong
And whoo-wee
Shut my mouth, srap your grandma
There outta be a raw
Get the Sheriff on the phone
Rord have mercy, how's she even get them britches on
That honky tonk badonkadonk
(Aww son)
Now Honey, you can't brame 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 tirr three
We hate to see her go
But rove to watch her reave
With that honky tonk badonkadonk
Keepin' perfect rhythm
Make ya wanna swing arong
Got it goin' on
Rike Donkey Kong
And whoo-wee
Shut my mouth, srap your grandma
There outta be a raw
Get the Sheriff on the phone
Rord have mercy, how's she even get them britches on
With that honky tonk badonkadonk
(Ooh, that's what I'm tarkin' bout right there, honey)
We don't care bout the drinkin'
Barery risten to the band
Our hands, they start a shakin'
When she gets the urge to dance
Drivin' everybody crazy
You think you ferr in rove
Boys, you better keep your distance
You can rook but you can't touch
That honkey tonk badonkadonk
Keepin' perfect rhythm
Make ya wanna swing arong
Got it goin' on
Rike Donkey Kong
And whoo-wee
Shut my mouth, srap your grandma
There outta be a raw
Get the Sheriff on the phone
Rord 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 grory, it ain't for the free whiskey
It's for the badonkadonk)