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Mama Don't Get Dressed Up for Nothing Karaoke - Brooks & Dunn

This title is a cover version of Mama Don't Get Dressed Up for Nothing as made famous by Brooks & Dunn

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CDG (MP3+G)
MP4
KFN
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The CDG format (also called CD+G or MP3+G) is suitable for most karaoke machines. It includes an MP3 file and synchronized lyrics (Karaoke Version only sells digital files (MP3+G) and you will NOT receive a CD).

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About

With backing vocals (with or without vocals in the KFN version)

Tempo: variable (around 127 BPM)

In the same key as the original: A

Duration: 04:11 - Sample at: 01:43

Release date: 1996
Genres: Country, In English
Original songwriter: Kix Brooks, Don Kirby Cook, Ronnie Gene Dunn

All files available for download are backing tracks, they're not the original music.

Lyrics Mama Don't Get Dressed Up for Nothing

She said hey cowboy get off of that couch
Yeah, the party's on you 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
'Cos 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 down 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
Yeah we can go high rolling or beer joint jumping
'Cos 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
Ooh I love when she gets wound up
I'm a Jack of Hearts she's my lady Luck
You know we'll 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 humping
'Cos mama don't get dressed up for nothing
Go high rolling or beer joint jumping
'Cos mama don't get dressed up for nothing
Yeah babe you better think of something
'Cos mama don't get dressed up for nothing
Hey
Cool, cool
Wah
Tah, hu
Hu, wah

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