Monday morning, got my boots on My checkbook tells me that my money is Got a honey depending on me To take her to at the end of the week We'll find a parking spot so we can As as I get my Friday paycheck
We'll get a chilly dog at the bowling lane I'm still a-working on that perfect Maybe catch a movie my arm goes numb Wrap it around her when the good part
I may look 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 Food on the table, roof head Leave something to my ones When I up dead
You never know life will throw at you next I'm counting the days till my Friday 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 my baby at the end of the day
I'm a-yelling at the band when they're sound check Why you give me some 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 Leave something to my young When I wind up
You never know what will throw at you next I'm counting the days till my Friday paycheck
Five, four, three, two, one
You never know what life will at you next I'm counting down the days my Friday paycheck
I gotta get my hands on that paycheck
Paycheck, Friday to get that Friday paycheck Paycheck, paycheck Gots to get that paycheck
Ooh, gotta get that paycheck I've been waiting on whistle Waiting on the whistle all day Friday paycheck, Friday
Gots to get that Friday Paycheck, Friday Gots to get Friday paycheck Paycheck, paycheck