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Honky Tonk Badonkadonk Lyrics By Trace Adkins

    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
    ohh she put her beer down
    here she comes
    here she comes
    left left left right left
    whoo

    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 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 whoowee 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
    aww son

    now honey you can’t blame her
    for what her mama gave her
    it ain’t right to hate her
    for workin’ that moneymaker
    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 whoowee 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
    ooh that’s what i’m talkin’ bout right there honey

    we don’t care about 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 whoowee 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 it ain’t for the free whiskey
    that honky tonk badonkadonk
    it’s for the badonkadonk
    that honky tonk badonkadonk

    Artist: Trace Adkins

    Year: 2005

    Decade: 00s

    Language: en

    Word Count: 243