She said hey cowboy get off of that couch
Yeah, the party´s on and we´re going out
I got my low cut dress and my knee high-boots
I´m like money to burn and nothing to lose

You´re the man of the house you better think of something
Because 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 coming out of the cage
We can go high rolling or beer joint jumping
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 Luck

We´re going to find a little place where we can rip and roar
We going to 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 going to turn up the heat and keep the jukebox humping
Because mama don´t get dressed up for nothing

Go high rolling or beer joint jumping
Mama don´t get dressed up for nothing
She said babe you better think of something
Because mama don´t get dressed up for nothing