VERSE:1
A
She' said, "Hey cowboy, get off of that couch".
And the party's on you and we're goin' out.
D
Got my low cut dress and my knee high boots.
A
I'm like money to burn and nothin' to lose.
E
You're the man of the house; you better think of somethin'.
Astop A (riff)2x
'Cause momma don't get dressed up for nothin'."
VERSE:2
A
She said, "I've been couped in this house all week.
It's time to pick it up and move it down to party street."
D
She said, "Saddle up Hoss; it's your lucky day.
A
And I'm a she-cat tiger comin' out of the cage.
E
And we can go high rollin', or beer joint jumpin'.
Astop A (riff)
Mamma don't get dressed up for nothin'."
BRIDGE:
D
She's a party animal, a little high strung.
A
I see her bettin' and I raise her one.
D
Oh, I love it when she gets wound up.
E D
I'm a Jack of Hearts, she's my Lady Luck---.
SOLO: (D A, D, E)piano (A D, A, E-F#-G-A-B-C#-D guitar
VERSE:3
A
We're gonna find a little place where we can rip and roll.
We gonna cut a deep groove in that hardwood floor.
D
Set up the shooters and break out the cream.
A
Throw a whole roll of quarters in the boogie machine.
E
We're gonna turn up the heat and keep the jukebox humpin'.
A stop A
'Cause momma don't get dressed up for nothin'.
ENDING:
Go high rollin' and beer joint jumpin'.
Momma don't get dressed up for nothin'.
Say Babe, you better think of somethin'.
'Cause momma don't get dressed up for nothin'. (riff)3x