Monday morning, got my work on My checkbook tells me that my is gone Got a little honey on me To take her to 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 chilly 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 good part
I may look an old redneck But I'm a high roller with a paycheck
Everybody knows I like to have a time I just gotta stay above that line Food on the table, over head something to my young ones When I up dead
You never know what life throw at you next I'm counting down the days till my paycheck
Wish I could tell the when I'm under the gun this job and shove it son I keep it to 'cause I gotta get paid And with my baby at the end of the day
I'm a-yelling at the band when they're doing sound Why don't you give me some cash my p-p-paycheck?
Everybody knows I like to have a good I just gotta stay above that line Food on the table, over head Leave to my young ones When I wind up
You know 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 will at you next I'm counting the days till my Friday paycheck
I get my hands on that Friday paycheck
Paycheck, Friday to get that Friday paycheck Paycheck, Friday Gots to get Friday paycheck
Ooh, gotta get Friday paycheck I've waiting on that whistle Waiting on the all day long Friday paycheck, Friday
Gots to get that paycheck Paycheck, Friday to get that Friday paycheck Paycheck, paycheck