Lyrics

V1
Well I'm just an ordinary sort of guy,
a house fullof kids, bills 3 foot high
a lousy job and a stressed out wife
I drive a beat up truck to work each day
It needs a new set of tires and a coat of paint
I'll be lucky if it rolls me to payday
Chorus
Payday oh payday
well ain't life great in the USA
I know some folk(s) that don't even work
They drink long tall cool ones in the shade
Me I'll be lucky to make to payday
-turn around-
Well I ain't been fishin in a month or two
I think the boat's sprung a leak from lack of use
and I'm way overdue for a little break
But there's cloths to buy and mouths to feed
I'm way too deep in this American dream
I just hope I can float it to payday
CHORUS Repeat
instrumental
Bridge
Well a little extra jingle wouldn't hurt a bit
But I cain't even afford a single lotto ticket
I guess I'm just gonna have to wait
two more weeks to my next payday
Chorus repeat and out........