Monday mornin' got my work boots on My checkbook tells me that my money is gone Gotta little honey dependin' on me To take her to town at the end of the week We'll find a parkin' spot so we can reconnect As soon as I get my Friday paycheck
We'll get a chili cheese dog at the bowlin' lane I'm still a workin' on that perfect game Maybe catch a movie when my arm goes numb Wrap it around her when the good part comes I may look like an old redneck But I'm a high-roller with a Friday paycheck
Everybody knows I like to have a good time I just gotta stay above that poverty line Food on the table, roof over head Leave somethin' to my young 'uns when I wind up dead You never know what life will throw at you next I'm countin' down the day 'til my Friday paycheck
Wish I could tell the foreman when I'm under the gun Take this job and shove it son I keep it to myself 'cause I've gotta get paid And dance with my baby at the end of the day
I'm a yellin' at the band when they're doin' sound check Why don't you give me some Cash with my P-P-Paycheck
Everybody knows I like to have a good time I just gotta stay above that poverty line Food on the table, roof over head Leave somethin' to my young 'uns when I wind up dead You never know what life will throw at you next I'm countin' down the day 'til my Friday paycheck
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You never know what life will throw at you next I'm countin' down the days 'til my Friday paycheck I gotta get my hands on that Friday paycheckTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
