Monday morning, got my work on My checkbook me that my money is gone Got a little honey on me To her to town at the end of the week We'll a parking spot so we can reconnect As soon as I get my Friday
get a chilly cheese dog at the bowling lane I'm a-working on that perfect game Maybe catch a movie when my arm goes Wrap it around her when the good comes
I may like an old redneck But I'm a roller with a Friday paycheck
Everybody I like to have a good time I just gotta stay above that poverty Food on the table, roof over something to my young ones When I wind up
You never know what life throw at you next I'm counting the days till my Friday paycheck
Wish I could tell the foreman I'm under the gun Take job and shove it son I keep it to myself I gotta get paid And dance my baby 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 to have a good time I just stay above that poverty line Food on the table, over head something to my young ones When I wind up
You never know what life 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 gotta get my on that Friday paycheck
Paycheck, paycheck Gots to get that Friday Paycheck, Friday Gots to get that Friday
Ooh, gotta get Friday paycheck I've been waiting on that Waiting on the all day long Friday paycheck, paycheck
Gots to get that Friday Paycheck, paycheck to get that Friday paycheck Paycheck, paycheck