Lyrics Payday - Lauren Jenkins

Payday

Ain’t got no place to be
Just waiting on the small hand to hit the 5 o’clock and
I’m hitting up the ABC
To get a little whiskey, to get a little tipsy
Ain’t nobody checking on me
And ever since you left me, it’s been a little lonely
But that don’t bother me, no
'Cause it’s Friday
And I’m drinking my payday away
Ain’t got nothing to save for
No, no mortgage, no, no four kids
I don’t feel any pain
All this whiskey in my veins
No more heartache, no more heartbreak
I’ll be okay, drinking my payday away
I know I sound a little unruly
Ain’t acting like a lady, I’m acting kinda crazy
But I don’t wanna be with nobody
You really messed me up, so I’m getting messed up on
Maker’s Mark on the rocks, I’m gonna have a
Good time, bottom line
I’m drinking my payday away
Ain’t got nothing to save for
No, no mortgage, no, no four kids
I don’t feel any pain
All this whiskey in my veins
No more heartache, no more heartbreak
I’ll be okay, drinking my payday away
Don’t need your love anyway
Don’t need to go to AA, no way
Just gotta show up on Monday so I can get paid
I’m drinking my payday away
Ain’t got nothing to save for
No, no mortgage, no, no four kids
I don’t feel any pain
All this whiskey in my veins
No more heartache, no more heartbreak
I’ll be okay, drinking my payday away
Payday, payday away
Payday, payday away
Payday, payday away
Payday, payday away
Payday, payday away
Payday, payday away
Payday, payday away
Payday, payday away