Momma Dont Get Dressed Up

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.

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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                       
I'm a Jack of Hearts, she's my Lady
                               D
 Luck---.

G  O:  (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'.