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