Monday morning, got my boots on My checkbook tells me that my money is Got a little honey on me To take her to town at the end of the find a parking spot so we can reconnect As soon as I get my paycheck
get a chilly cheese dog at the bowling lane I'm still on that perfect game Maybe catch a movie when my arm numb it around her when the good part comes
I may like an old redneck But I'm a high with a Friday paycheck
Everybody knows I like to a good time I just gotta stay above that poverty Food on the table, roof head Leave something to my young I wind up dead
You never know what will throw at you next I'm counting the days till my Friday paycheck
Wish I could tell the foreman when I'm the gun Take this job and it son I keep it to 'cause I gotta get paid And with my baby at the end of the day
I'm a-yelling at the band when doing sound check Why you give me some cash with my p-p-paycheck?
Everybody knows I to have a good time I just gotta stay above that line Food on the table, over head Leave something to my young When I up dead
You never know what life will throw at you I'm counting down the days till my Friday
Five, four, three, two, one
You never know what life throw at you next I'm counting down the days till my paycheck
I gotta get my hands on that paycheck
Paycheck, paycheck Gots to get that Friday Paycheck, paycheck Gots to get Friday paycheck
Ooh, gotta get that Friday I've been waiting on that Waiting on the whistle all day Friday paycheck, paycheck
Gots to get Friday paycheck Paycheck, paycheck Gots to get Friday paycheck Paycheck, Friday