Monday morning, got my work on My checkbook me that my money is gone Got a little depending on me To take her to town at the end of the We'll find a spot so we can reconnect As as I get my Friday paycheck
We'll get a chilly cheese dog at the lane I'm a-working on that perfect game Maybe catch a movie when my arm goes Wrap it around her when the good comes
I may like an old redneck But I'm a high roller with a Friday
Everybody knows I like to have a good I just stay above that poverty line Food on the table, over head Leave to my young ones I wind up dead
You never know what life will throw at you I'm down the days till my Friday paycheck
Wish I could tell the foreman I'm under the gun Take this job and 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 doing check Why don't you give me cash with my p-p-paycheck?
Everybody knows I to have a good time I just gotta stay that poverty line Food on the table, over head something to my young ones When I up dead
You know what life will throw at you next I'm counting down the days till my paycheck
Five, four, three, two, one
You know what life will throw at you next I'm counting down the till my Friday paycheck
I gotta get my on that Friday paycheck
Paycheck, Friday to get that Friday paycheck Paycheck, paycheck to get that Friday paycheck
Ooh, gotta get that paycheck I've been waiting on that Waiting on the all day long paycheck, Friday paycheck
Gots to get that Friday Paycheck, paycheck Gots to get that Friday Paycheck, Friday