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