Mama Don't Get Dressed Up For Nothing

Song	Mama Don't Get Dressed Up For Nothing
Artist	Brooks & Dunn
Album	Borderline

	作曲 : Kix Brooks/Don Cook/Ronnie Dunn
	She said hey cowboy get off of that couch
	Yeah, the party's on and we're goin' out
	I got my low cut dress and my knee highboots
	I'm like money to burn and nothing to lose
	You're the man of the house you better think of something'
	Cause Mama don't get dressed up for nothing
	She said I been cooped up in this house all week
	It's time to pick it up and move it out to party street
	She said saddle up hoss it's your lucky day
	And I'm a she cat tiger comin' out of the cage
	We can go high rollin' or beer joint jumpin'
	Mama don't get dressed up for nothing
	She's hard to handle, a little high strung
	I'll see her bet and
	I'll raise her one
	I love when she gets wound up
	I'm Jack of
	Hearts, she's my
	Lady LuckWe're gonna find a little place where we can rip and roar
	We gonna cut a deep groove in that hardwood floor
	Set up the shooters and break out the green
	Throw a whole row of quarters in the boogie machine
	We gonna turn up the heat and keep the jukebox humpin''
	Cause mama don't get dressed up for nothing
	Go high rollin' or beer joint jumpin'
	Mama don't get dressed up for nothing
	She said babe you better think of something'
	Cause mama don't get dressed up for nothing

	zuò qǔ : Kix Brooks Don Cook Ronnie Dunn
	She said hey cowboy get off of that couch
	Yeah, the party' s on and we' re goin' out
	I got my low cut dress and my knee highboots
	I' m like money to burn and nothing to lose
	You' re the man of the house you better think of something'
	Cause Mama don' t get dressed up for nothing
	She said I been cooped up in this house all week
	It' s time to pick it up and move it out to party street
	She said saddle up hoss it' s your lucky day
	And I' m a she cat tiger comin' out of the cage
	We can go high rollin' or beer joint jumpin'
	Mama don' t get dressed up for nothing
	She' s hard to handle, a little high strung
	I' ll see her bet and
	I' ll raise her one
	I love when she gets wound up
	I' m Jack of
	Hearts, she' s my
	Lady LuckWe' re gonna find a little place where we can rip and roar
	We gonna cut a deep groove in that hardwood floor
	Set up the shooters and break out the green
	Throw a whole row of quarters in the boogie machine
	We gonna turn up the heat and keep the jukebox humpin''
	Cause mama don' t get dressed up for nothing
	Go high rollin' or beer joint jumpin'
	Mama don' t get dressed up for nothing
	She said babe you better think of something'
	Cause mama don' t get dressed up for nothing