Monday morning, got my boots on My checkbook tells me my money is gone Got a little honey on me To take her to at the end of the week We'll find a parking 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 Wrap it around her when the good part
I may like an old redneck But I'm a high roller a Friday paycheck
Everybody knows I like to have a time I just gotta stay above that poverty on the table, roof over head Leave something to my young When I up dead
You never know what life will throw at you I'm down the days till 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 with my baby at the end of the day
I'm at the band when they're doing sound check Why don't you give me cash with my p-p-paycheck?
Everybody knows I like to have a time I just gotta 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 down the days till my paycheck
Five, four, three, two, one
You know what life will throw at you next I'm counting down the days till my paycheck
I get my hands on that Friday paycheck
Paycheck, Friday to get that Friday paycheck Paycheck, Friday Gots to get that paycheck
Ooh, gotta get that Friday I've waiting on that whistle Waiting on the whistle all day paycheck, Friday paycheck
Gots to get that Friday Paycheck, Friday Gots to get Friday paycheck Paycheck, paycheck