Finally, Friday night
Got to get, feeling right
Low cut, tank top
Blue jeans, skin tight
Nine o'clock, dance hall
Walkin' in, struttin' tall
Lookin' so good
Boys scratchin' on the 8 ball

Belly up to the bar
Cuervo, PBR
Flirtin' with the bartender
Hey baby, no charge

Bands playin', my song
Gotta get my groove 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, two o'clock
Party in the parkin' lot
Dancin' on a flat bed
Everybody's getting hot
Swinging on some wild cat
Bumpin' 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
Move it up, move it 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

You gotta shake that thing
Shake that thing
Shake that thing

Copyright: Bluewater Music Corp., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Writer(s): Chris Tompkins, Josh Kear, Mark Irwin