Well I got out of work and I headed for the neighborhood beer joint,
I sat around and had a beer with the boys like I always do.
Well I didn't have nothin' to say anyway there ain't no point,
There's just something 'bout a Monday that always makes me blue
Well it was well after dark so I knew my wife and kids were waitin'
And I guess I took a left where I generally take a right.
Well I filled 'er up with gas and checked the oil at the Texaco station,
I threw the car seat in the dumpster and I headed out into the night.
Woo-ooh-ooh-ooh,
There's somethin' 'bout a Monday that always makes me blue.
Well I headed down 35 hell bent for vinyl.
I hadn't never had her truck up past 55 before,
Well somethin' 'bout that little red line always looked so final.
Buddy you'd be surprised how fast a Chevrolet truck can go.
Now, down in Mexico they've got a little place called Boystown,
Where a man's still a man if you know what I'm talkin' about.
Well, I walked into the Cadillac bar and I laid my cash down,
I said "there's plenty more where that came from" and the lights went out.
Wooh-ooh-ooh-ooh,
There's somethin' 'bout a Monday that always makes me blue.
Now I woke up in a county jail 'cross the line in Laredo.
I had a headache and a deputy staring at me through the door.
He said "Now how you got across that river alive, I don't know,
But your wife just made your bail so now you're really dead for sure"
Now my wife, she called my boss and she lied so I got my job back,
And the boys down at the plant, all whisper and stare at me.
Well my wife can find a lot of little jobs to keep me on the right track,
That's a small price to pay for a week of living dangerously.
Wooh-ooh-ooh-wee,
That's a small price to pay for a week of living dangerously.
Yep, ...Whoa!(Faint, backed away from mic.)
(Instrumental break)
(Music fades to short silent pause)
Ha hah hah hah.(Quietly)
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