Songwriters: Irwin, Mark; Kear, Josh; Tompkins, Chris

Finally, Friday night

Got to get feelin' 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 eight ball


Belly up to the bar
Cuervo, PBR
Flirtin' with the bartender

"Hey, baby, no charge"

Band's 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)

Closin' time, two 'o' clock

Party in the parkin' lot
Dancin' on a flat bed
Everybody's gettin' hot


Swingin' 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