Turn it up, son.
All right, boys.
This is her favorite song, you know that, right?
So we play it good and loud.
She might get up and dance again.
Oh, she put her beard down.
Here she comes, here she comes.
Left, left, left, left, right, left.
Hustlers shootin' eight ball.
Throwin' darts at the wall.
Feelin' down there ten feet tall.
Here she comes, Lord help us all.
O.T.W.'s girlfriend done slapped him out his chair.
Poor old boy, it ain't his fault.
It's so hard not to stare at that honky-tonk.
A-donk-a-donk.
Keepin' perfect rhythm, make you wanna swang along.
Got it goin' on.
Like Donkey Kong.
And ooh-wee, shut my mouth, slap your grandma.
There oughta be a law, get the sheriff on the phone.
Lord have mercy, how she even get them britches on.
That honky-tonk.
A-donk-a-donk.
Ooh.
A-donk-a-donk.
Now, honey, you can't blame her for what her mama gave her.
It ain't right to hate her for workin' that.
Moneybaggit.
Banjo's 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.
A-donk-a-donk.
Keepin' perfect rhythm, make you wanna swang along.
Got it goin' on.
Like Donkey Kong.
And ooh-wee, shut my mouth, slap your grandma.
There oughta be a law, get the sheriff on the phone.
Lord have mercy, how she even get them britches on.
With that honky-tonk.
A-donk-a-donk.
A-donk-a-donk.
That honky-tonk.
A-donk-a-donk.
Ooh.
This is her favorite song, you know that, right?
You know that, right?
Moneymaker.
You know that, right?
Oh, son.
We don't care about the drinking
Barely listen to the band
Our hands, they start to shaking
Then she gets the urge to dance
Driving everybody crazy
You think you fell in love
Boy, you better keep your distance
You can look, but you can't touch
That honky tonk
But donk a donk
Keeping perfect rhythm
Make you wanna swing along
Got it going on
Like Donkey Kong
And ooh, he shut my mouth
Slapped your grandma
There ought to be a law
Get the sheriff on the phone
Lord have mercy
How'd she even get them brushes on
That honky tonk
But donk a donk
Yeah, that honky tonk
But donk a donk
That honky tonk
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
But donk a donk
That honky tonk

You may be dreaming
That honky tonk
But donk a donk

That honky tonk
Thank you.