Monday morning, got my work on My checkbook tells me that my is gone Got a little honey on me To her to town at the end of the week We'll find a parking spot so we can As soon as I get my paycheck
We'll get a chilly cheese dog at the bowling I'm still a-working on that game Maybe catch a movie when my arm goes Wrap it around her when the good part
I may look like an old But I'm a high roller with a paycheck
Everybody knows I like to have a time I just gotta above that poverty line Food on the table, roof over Leave something to my young When I wind up
You never what life will 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 it to myself 'cause I gotta get paid And dance my baby at the end of the day
I'm a-yelling at the band when doing sound check Why don't you give me some cash my p-p-paycheck?
Everybody I like to have a good time I just gotta above that poverty line Food on the table, roof over Leave something to my ones I wind up dead
You never know life 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 Friday paycheck
Paycheck, paycheck Gots to get that paycheck Paycheck, paycheck Gots to get that paycheck
Ooh, gotta get that paycheck I've been on that whistle Waiting on the whistle all day Friday paycheck, Friday
Gots to get Friday paycheck Paycheck, Friday Gots to get Friday paycheck Paycheck, Friday