A/n: This and the next chapter will be rated PG13...My buds and I Prongs and Moony helped with this and the sixteenth so if you don't like it blame them! Not really ya'll but You know what I mean. (1)To All that have read Maraurding with Movies :)


Prongs: There goes the love of my life

Padfoot: I have to admit she has a nice...

Prongs: -slaps Padfoot-

Padfoot: WHAT WAS THAT FOR?

Moony: Boys, boys, settle down...

Padfoot/Prongs: Yes Dad, don't ground us.

Moony: Shut up!

Lily: Quit staring at my arse buttmunchers.

Padfoot: Okay guys this deserves a song...

Prongs:
Turn it up some
Alright boys, this is her favorite song

Padfoot:

You know that right

Prongs:
So, if we play it good and loud
She might get up and dance again
Ooh, she put her Butterbeer(1) down
Remus:

Here she comes
Here she comes

Prongs/Padfoot
Left left left right left
Whoo

Remus:
Husslers shootin' eight ball

Padfoot:

Throwin' darts at the wall

James:
Feelin' damn near 10 ft. tall
Here she comes, Lord help us all

Remus:
Ol' Frank's girlfriend done slapped him outta his chair
Poor ole boy, it ain't his fault
It's so hard not to stare

James:
At that honky tonk badonkadonk
Keepin' perfect rhythm
Make ya wanna swing along

Remus

Got it goin' on
Like Donkey Kong

Padfoot:

And whoo-wee
Shut my mouth, slap McGonagall

James:

There outta be a law

Get the Sheriff on the phone

ALL:

Lord have mercy, how's she even get them britches on
That honky tonk badonkadonk
(Aww son)

James: Moony...Your Staring

Remus: Uh...Uh...No I'm not...

Sirius: -snickers-

Remus:
Now Honey, you can't blame her
For what her mama gave her
It ain't right to hate her

James:
For workin' that money-maker
Band shuts down at two
But we're hangin' out till three
Remus:

We hate to see her go

James/Sirius:
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 McGonagall
Remus:
There outta be a law
Get the Sheriff on the phone
Lord have mercy, how's she even get them britches on
With that honky tonk badonkadonk
(Ooh, that's what I'm talkin' bout right there, honey)

James: You know I just realized Siri, we haven't been to get Butterbeer in Hogsmeade...why do we go in but don't get anything...?

James:

We don't care about the drinkin'
Barely listen to the band

Padfoot:
Our hands, they start a shakin'
When she gets the urge to dance

Drivin' everybody crazy
You think you fell in love

Lily:

Boys, you better keep your distance
You can look but you can't touch

All:

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's she even get them britches on
That honky tonk badonkadonk

That honky tonk badonkadonk
Yeah, that honky tonk badonkadonk

James:

(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 Fire Whiskey
It's for the badonkadonk)

Lily: Did he just call me fat?

Padfoot: And that's the show!

Remus: That was corny

Padfoot: It's better than that weird pig off of the Looney Toons.

Remus: You watch those?

Padfoot:...So do you...