Monday morning, got my boots on My tells me that my money is gone 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 as I get my Friday paycheck
We'll get a chilly cheese dog at the bowling I'm a-working on that perfect game Maybe 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
Everybody I like to have a good time I just gotta stay above that poverty Food on the table, over head Leave to my young ones I wind up dead
You never know what life throw at you next I'm counting down the days my Friday paycheck
Wish I could tell the when I'm under the gun this job and shove it son I keep it to myself 'cause I get paid And dance my baby at the end of the day
I'm at the band when they're doing sound check Why you give me some cash with my p-p-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 I wind up dead
You never know what will throw at you next I'm down the days till my Friday paycheck
Five, four, three, two, one
You never what life will throw at you next I'm counting down the till my Friday paycheck
I gotta get my hands on that Friday
Paycheck, Friday Gots to get that Friday Paycheck, Friday Gots to get that paycheck
Ooh, gotta get that Friday been waiting on that whistle Waiting on the all day long Friday paycheck, paycheck
Gots to get Friday paycheck Paycheck, Friday to get that Friday paycheck Paycheck, paycheck