Monday morning, got my boots on My checkbook tells me that my money is Got a little honey on me To her to town at the end of the week find a parking spot so we can reconnect As soon as I get my Friday
We'll get a cheese dog at the bowling lane I'm still a-working on that game catch a movie when my arm goes numb Wrap it around her when the part comes
I may look like an old But I'm a high roller with a paycheck
knows I like to have a good time I just gotta stay above poverty line Food on the table, over head Leave something to my ones When I up dead
You know what 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 when they're doing sound check Why don't you give me cash with my p-p-paycheck?
Everybody knows I like to a good time I gotta stay above that poverty line Food on the table, roof head something to my young ones When I wind up
You never what life will throw at you next I'm counting the days till my Friday paycheck
Five, four, three, two, one
You never know what life throw at you next I'm counting the days till my Friday paycheck
I gotta get my hands on that paycheck
Paycheck, Friday Gots to get that paycheck Paycheck, Friday to get that Friday paycheck
Ooh, gotta get that Friday been waiting on that whistle Waiting on the whistle all day Friday paycheck, Friday
to get that Friday paycheck Paycheck, paycheck to get that Friday paycheck Paycheck, paycheck