Lyrics:
I got me a brand new carWaitin' in the drivewayShinin' like a bright new starI've be wishin' on it every dayTo take me away from hereSo I called in to where I workTold a little white lieNo my back don't really hurtBut that's my alibiMy temporary ticket to anywhere but thereCall it an early weekendCall it goin' off the deep endCall it what you wantI made up my mindI don't have to be me till MondayFriday, Saturday, SundayI ain't gonna face realityThree days without punchin' a time clockThree nights of goin' non-stopNo work and all playI don't have to be me till MondayYeahI can do what I wanna doBe who I wanna beI got no one to answer toSoon as I turn the keyA cash machine, gasoline and we're outta hereCall it an early weekendCall it goin' off the deep endBaby, you and meWe can leave it all behind'Cause I don't have to be me till MondayFriday, Saturday, SundayI ain't gonna face realityThree days without punchin' a time clockThree nights of goin' non-stopNo work and all playI don't have to be me till MondayOh, three days without punchin' a time clockThree nights of goin' non-stopNo work and all playI don't have to be me till MondayI don't have to be meI don't have to be me 'till Monday(Repeat 2x)