Monday morning, got my work on My checkbook tells me that my is gone Got a little depending on me To take her to at the end of the week We'll find a parking spot so we can As soon as I get my paycheck
We'll get a cheese dog at the bowling lane I'm a-working on that perfect game Maybe catch a when my arm goes numb Wrap it around her when the good part
I may look 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, over head Leave something to my young When I up dead
You never know life will throw at you next I'm counting down the days my Friday paycheck
Wish I tell the foreman when I'm under the gun this job and shove 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 sound check Why don't you give me cash with my p-p-paycheck?
Everybody knows I like to a good time I just gotta stay above poverty line Food on the table, roof head Leave something to my young When I up dead
You know what life will throw at you next I'm counting down the till my Friday paycheck
Five, four, three, two, one
You know what life will throw at you next I'm counting down the days till my Friday
I gotta get my hands on that Friday
Paycheck, Friday Gots to get Friday paycheck Paycheck, Friday Gots to get that Friday
Ooh, gotta get Friday paycheck I've been waiting on that Waiting on the whistle all day paycheck, Friday paycheck
Gots to get Friday paycheck Paycheck, Friday to get that Friday paycheck Paycheck, Friday