Songtext von Shake That Thing

Finally, Friday night Got to get, feeling right Low cut, tank top Blue jeans, skin tight 9 o'clock, dance hall Walking in, strutting tall Looking so good Boys scratching on the 8 ball Belly up to the bar Cuervo, PBR Flirting with the bartender Hey baby, no charge Bands playing, my song Gotta get my grove on Ride Sally, ride Sally Ride it all night long If you got it, flaunt it Make the cowboys want it You gotta shake that thing Shake that thing, shake that thing Shake that thing Closing time, 2 o'clock Party in the parking lot Dancing on a flat bed Everybody's getting hot Swinging on some wild cat Bumping old-school rap Give that girl a brass pole Where'd she learn to do that? If you got it, flaunt it Make the cowboys want it You gotta shake that thing Shake that thing, shake that thing Shake that thing East west, north south Let it all hang out Moving up, moving down Take that country into town Shake that thing! If you got it, flaunt it Make the cowboys want it You gotta shake that thing Shake that thing, shake that thing Shake that thing