Monday morning, got my work on My tells me that my money is gone Got a honey depending on me To take her to town at the end of the We'll a parking spot so we can reconnect As soon as I get my Friday
We'll get a chilly cheese dog at the lane I'm still a-working on that game Maybe a movie when my arm goes numb Wrap it around her when the part comes
I may like an old redneck But I'm a high with a Friday paycheck
Everybody I like to have a good time I just gotta stay above poverty line on the table, roof over head Leave to my young ones When I wind up
You know what life will throw at you next I'm counting down the days my Friday paycheck
I could tell the foreman when I'm under the gun Take job and shove it son I it to myself 'cause I gotta get paid And dance my baby at the end of the day
I'm at the band when they're doing sound check Why don't you give me some with my p-p-paycheck?
Everybody knows I to have a good time I just stay above that poverty line Food on the table, roof over Leave to my young ones I wind up dead
You never know what life throw at you next I'm counting the days till my Friday paycheck
Five, four, three, two, one
You never know what life will throw at you I'm counting down the till my Friday paycheck
I gotta get my hands on that paycheck
Paycheck, Friday Gots to get that Friday Paycheck, Friday Gots to get Friday paycheck
Ooh, gotta get that paycheck I've waiting on that whistle on the whistle all day long Friday paycheck, paycheck
to get that Friday paycheck Paycheck, paycheck Gots to get that paycheck Paycheck, paycheck