Monday morning's are such a drag
I spent all my money on a woman I could never have
Freeway don't look so free to me
If I ever get out I wont be back I guaruntee
Then the boss man says you got 60 seconds for your smoke
I can't tell if that's supposed to be a dirty joke
I say, hey can you tell me...
What the hell am I supposed to do?
I think i'll go crazy if I'm working for a prick like you
Lunchtime all I do is stand in line
The girl at the counter is taking her precious time
Patience has never been my forte
I can't stop for the flower's cause the flowers get in my way
And the boss man says....
Friday, could never come too soon
Cause I'm ready to kill about 3 in the afternoon
Paycheck tells me how much I can spend
Then it's back on monday to do it all over again
Working For A Prick Like You Lyrics