I got paid

 (Verse)
Clock strikes four
The alarm goes off
Here we go again
Until my next day off
Working for the man
Try to bring my money home

break me down
Let’s do it again
It’s a payday week
A means to an end
Clock strikes five
I’m out the door, Leave me alone

(Pre chorus)
I just have one thing to say….

(Chorus)
Don’t call me, text me, ask me for nothing
Unless your looking for a fight
I got paid, made a plan with my baby
Going out on Saturday night

Don’t reach out, you already know 
Leave a message and leave me alone
I’m out with my baby on a Saturday night
I think I left my phone at home

(Guitar solo 8 measures)
 
(Verse)
Steel toe boots hit the concrete floor
Boss man talking like I’ve heard before
Punch that clock, bite my tongue
Every day just getting it done

Grease on my hands, sweat on my back
Counting minutes I won’t get back
Sun going down, about to hit that drive
Saturday calling, makin’ me feel alive

(Pre chorus)
I just have one thing to say….

(Chorus)
Don’t call me, text me, ask me for nothing
Unless your looking for a fight
I got paid, made a plan with my baby
Going out on Saturday night

Don’t reach out, you already know 
Leave a message and leave me alone
I’m out with my baby on a Saturday night
(Last line spoken sarcastically)
I think I left my phone at home

(Guitar solo 16 measures)

(Chorus)
Don’t call me, text me, ask me for nothing
Unless your looking for a fight
I got paid, made a plan with my baby
Going out on Saturday night

Don’t reach out, you already know 
Leave a message and leave me alone
I’m out with my baby on a Saturday night
(Last line spoken sarcastically)
I think I left my phone at home

Saturday Night
(Saturday night)
Oh yeah Saturday
(Saturday night)
Got plans with my baby
(Saturday night)
Saturday
(Saturday night)
(Saturday night)

(Guitar Solo outro)

Raw hard rock, punchy 4/4, crunchy guitar riffs, shouted vocals, blue-collar grind, payday attitude, Saturday night rele