Monday morning, got my work on My tells me that my money is gone Got a little honey on me To take her to town at the end of the We'll find a parking spot so we can As soon as I get my Friday
We'll get a chilly cheese dog at the bowling I'm still a-working on perfect game Maybe catch a movie my arm goes numb Wrap it her when the good part comes
I may look an old redneck But I'm a high roller with a paycheck
Everybody knows I like to a good time I just gotta stay that poverty line Food on the table, roof over Leave something to my ones When I wind up
You never know what life throw at you next I'm counting down the days till my paycheck
Wish I could the foreman when I'm under the gun Take job and shove it son I keep it to myself 'cause I gotta get And dance my baby at the end of the day
I'm a-yelling at the band they're doing sound check Why you give me some cash with my p-p-paycheck?
Everybody knows I like to have a good I just gotta stay that poverty line Food on the table, roof head something to my young ones When I wind up
You never know what life throw at you next I'm down the days till my Friday paycheck
Five, four, three, two, one
You never know life will throw at you next I'm counting down the till my Friday paycheck
I gotta get my hands on that paycheck
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