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Adkins Trace
Songs About Me
Honkytonk 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

Hustlers shootin' eightball
Throwin' darts at the wall
Feelin' damn near ten feet tall
Here she comes, lord help us all
Ol' T.W.'s girlfriend done slapped him outta his chair
Poor ole boy, it ain'this fault
It's so hard not to stare
At that honkytonk 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 honkytonk badonkadonk

Now honey, you can't blame her
For what her mama gave her
It ain't right to 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 honkytonk 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 honkytonk badonkadonk

Ooh, thats what I'm talkin'bout right there, honey
That honkytonk badonkadonk
Ohhh this is her favorite song
You know that right
You know that right
Money-maker
You know that right

We don't car 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 you distance
You can look but you can't touch
That honkytonk 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 honkytonk badonkadonk

Yeah, that honkytonk badonkadonk

That honkytonk 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
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