Monday morning, got my boots on My checkbook tells me that my is gone Got a little depending on me To take her to town at the end of the We'll find a parking so we can reconnect As soon as I get my Friday
get a chilly cheese dog at the bowling lane I'm still a-working on that 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 roller a Friday paycheck
Everybody knows I like to have a good I just gotta stay above poverty line Food on the table, over head something to my young ones When I up dead
You never know life will throw at you next I'm counting down the days till my paycheck
I could tell the foreman when I'm under the gun Take 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 they're doing sound check Why don't you give me some with my p-p-paycheck?
Everybody knows I like to a good time I just gotta above that poverty line Food on the table, roof over Leave something to my young When I up dead
You never what life will throw at you next I'm down the days till my Friday paycheck
Five, four, three, two, one
You know what life will throw at you next I'm counting down the till my Friday paycheck
I gotta get my on that Friday paycheck
Paycheck, paycheck Gots to get that Friday Paycheck, paycheck Gots to get Friday paycheck
Ooh, get that Friday paycheck I've been on that whistle Waiting on the whistle all day Friday paycheck, Friday
to get that Friday paycheck Paycheck, paycheck Gots to get that Friday Paycheck, paycheck