When that monday morning clock goes ding a ling a ling
I just cover up my head
I let that sucker ring
Takes two cups of coffee
Just to get me out of the door
I can't find my keys
My gas tank is dry
Running ninety miles an hour
Tryin' to be on time I'd love to quit this job
And party a whole lot more for sure
Cause it's too many mondays
Not enough saturday nights
Too much sweating in the sunshine
Not enough neon lights
Well a man's gotta work if he wants to have money
Takes a lot of that to impress a little honey
Too many mondays
Not enough saturday nights
I work a twelve hour day spitting hot black top
Putting down a road that never seems to stop
I don't have to die to know I'm in hell right here
Well the boss man sits in his air conditioned truck
It's ninety nine degrees and I'm burning up
I'd sell my soul for an ice cold bottle of beer
Cause it's too many mondays
Not enough saturday nights
Too much sweating in the sunshine
Not enough neon lights
Well a man's gotta work if he wants to have money
It takes a lot of that to impress a little honey
There's too many mondays
Not enough saturday nights
It takes forever for the weekend to finally come
One day belongs to jesus and one days for having fun
Cause there's too many mondays
Not enough saturday nights
Too much sweatin' in the sunshine
Not enough neon lights
Well a man's gotta work if he wants to have money
Takes a lot of that to impress a little honey
There's too many mondays
Not enough saturday nights
Well there's too many monday and
Not enough saturday nights