Momma Dont Get Dressed Up For Nothin

INTRO: drum intro and signature riff played 2x 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'. Astop 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 ---------