Karaoke Honky Tonk Badonkadonk von Trace Adkins — mit Songtext mitsingen auf Singa

Honky Tonk Badonkadonk Karaoke

Trace Adkins

SongtexteHonky Tonk Badonkadonk

Turn it up some

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

Ah she put her beer down

Here she comes

Here she comes

Left left left right left

Hoo

Hustlers shootin' eight ball

Throwin' darts at the wall

Feelin' damn near

ten feet tall

Here she comes

Lord help us all

Old T.W.'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 you wanna swing along

Got it goin' on

like Donkey Kong

And ooo wee 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

Aw soft

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 'til three

We hate to see her go

But love to watch her leave

With that honky tonk

badonkadonk

Now keepin' perfect rhythm

Make you wanna swing along

Got it goin' on

like Donkey Kong

And ooo wee 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

Oh

That's what I'm talkin' 'bout

Right there

Ha ha ha

We don't care

about the drinkin'

Barely listen to the band

Our hands

they start to 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 honky tonk

badonkadonk

A-keepin' perfect rhythm

Make you wanna swing along

Got it goin' on

like Donkey Kong

And ooo wee 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

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 glory

It ain't for the free whiskey

It's for the badonkadonk