Mama Don't Get Dressed Up For Nothing

We 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