Monday morning, got my boots on My checkbook me that my money is gone Got a honey depending on me To her to town at the end of the week We'll find a parking spot so we can As as I get my Friday paycheck
get a chilly cheese dog at the bowling lane I'm still a-working on that game Maybe catch a movie when my arm goes Wrap it 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 line on the table, roof over head Leave to my young ones When I up dead
You never know what life throw at you next I'm counting down the days my Friday paycheck
Wish I could tell the foreman when I'm the gun this job and shove it son I it to myself 'cause I gotta get paid And dance my baby at the end of the day
I'm a-yelling at the band when doing sound check Why don't you give me some with my p-p-paycheck?
Everybody I like to have a good time I gotta stay above that poverty line Food on the table, roof head something to my young ones When I wind up
You never know what will throw at you next I'm counting the days till my Friday paycheck
Five, four, three, two, one
You never know what life will throw at you I'm counting down the days till my Friday
I gotta get my on that Friday paycheck
Paycheck, paycheck Gots to get Friday paycheck Paycheck, paycheck Gots to get that paycheck
Ooh, gotta get that paycheck I've waiting on that whistle Waiting on the all day long Friday paycheck, Friday
Gots to get Friday paycheck Paycheck, Friday Gots to get that paycheck Paycheck, paycheck