Monday morning, got my boots on My checkbook tells me that my money is Got a little depending on me To take her to town at the end of the We'll a parking 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 numb Wrap it her when the good part comes
I may look an old redneck But I'm a high roller a Friday paycheck
Everybody knows I like to have a good I just stay above that poverty line on the table, roof over head Leave to my young ones I wind up dead
You never what life will throw at you next I'm counting down the days till my paycheck
I could tell the foreman when I'm under the gun Take job and shove 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 when they're doing sound check Why you give me some cash with my p-p-paycheck?
Everybody knows I to have a good time I just gotta stay above poverty line Food on the table, roof over Leave to my young ones When I up dead
You know what life will throw at you next I'm counting down the till my Friday paycheck
Five, four, three, two, one
You never know what life throw at you next I'm counting down the days till my paycheck
I gotta get my on that Friday paycheck
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