Monday morning, got my work on My checkbook tells me that my is gone Got a little depending on me To take her to town at the end of the find a parking spot so we can reconnect As as I get my Friday paycheck
We'll get a cheese dog at the bowling lane I'm a-working on that perfect game Maybe catch a movie 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 knows I like to have a good I just gotta stay above that line on the table, roof over head Leave to my young ones I wind up dead
You never know what life will at you next I'm counting down the days till my paycheck
Wish I tell the foreman when I'm under the gun Take this job and it son I keep it to myself 'cause I gotta get And dance with my 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 have a good I just gotta above that poverty line Food on the table, roof head Leave something to my ones When I wind up
You never know what will throw at you next I'm counting down the 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 get my hands on that Friday paycheck
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Ooh, gotta get Friday paycheck been waiting on that whistle Waiting on the all day long Friday paycheck, paycheck
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