MMMMMMMMMM..... Shadow stripping ........ I'm in!!!!!!!

hmm maybe.. you could just rip it off Big when he walks by

uuuuuuuuhhhhhhhhhh---what?--i didn't that--

fruit roll up!!!!!!1 lmao, and i would love some dessert!!!

What a good friday evening this will be Sexy men stripping, strawberry daquiris what more could I ask for..............

aww come on.. we need entertainment..

pretty please with sugar on top

<-- has cherry cheesecake.. how's that for more

Sweetie - time yet!!!

Comon shadow i did it!!! there all ready for ya finish them off!

ella, lol, i been dancin on the table for 10 minutes, lol, have another drink and join me, lol

Come on shadow strip for us, and you can teach me the fine art of reading braille! LOL I like the hands on experience!

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

Husslers shootin' eightball
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
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
(Aww son)

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
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)

We don't care 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 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's she even get them britches on
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)
Lyrics > Trace Adkins Lyrics > Trace Adkins Honky Tonk Badonkadonk Lyrics

HI Irishlass - Can I get you a drink?

Fallen - thanks for the tunes!!!

Sweetie - Move over and shsre the table please!!

Sweetie you need to dance on my table! i need a drink!

got my shirt off--

wwoooohhhoooooo

*scoots over for ella* here ya go girl, get ur groove on!!!

go shadow go!