((A/N:
I do not own the song Honky Tonk Badonkadonk or the spiderman
charters either.:A/N)) "Honky Tonk Badonkadonk"
Harry
Osborn: 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
Whoo
Harry
Osborn: Husslers shootin' eight
ball
Throwin' darts at the wall
Feelin' damn near 10 ft.
tall
Here she comes, Lord help us all
Ol' T.W.'s girlfriend
done slapped him outta 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 whoo-wee
Harry
Osborn: Shut my mouth, slap your
grandma
There outta 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)
Harry
Osborn: 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 honky tonk 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
Harry
Osborn: There outta 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)
Harry
Osborn: 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 whoo-wee
Shut
my mouth, slap your grandma
There outta be a law
Get the
Sheriff on the phone
Lord have mercy, how'd she even get them
britches on
That honky tonk badonkadonk
Harry
Osborn: That honky tonk badonkadonk
Yeah,
that honky tonk badonkadonk
Harry
Osborn:(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)