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 catch a movie when my arm goes numb Wrap it around her when the good comes
I may look an old redneck But I'm a roller with a Friday paycheck
Everybody knows I to have a good time I just gotta stay above that 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 the foreman when I'm under the gun Take this job and it son I keep it to myself 'cause I get paid And with 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 stay above that poverty line Food on the table, roof over Leave to my young ones When I wind up
You never know what life will throw at you I'm counting down the till my Friday paycheck
Five, four, three, two, one
You never what life will throw at you next I'm counting down the days till my paycheck
I gotta get my hands on that paycheck
Paycheck, Friday Gots to get that Friday Paycheck, Friday Gots to get that Friday
Ooh, gotta get Friday paycheck I've waiting on that whistle Waiting on the whistle all day Friday paycheck, Friday
Gots to get Friday paycheck Paycheck, Friday Gots to get that Friday Paycheck, paycheck