Well, I got out of work and I headed for the neighborhood beer jointI sat around and had a beer with the boys like I always doWell, I didn't have nothing to say and well, there ain't no pointThere's something about a Monday that always makes me blueWell, it was well after dark so I knew my wife and kids were waitingAnd I guess I took a left where I generally take a rightWell, I filled her up with gas and took a haul at the Texaco stationI threw the car seat in a dumpster and I headed out into the nightOohThere's something about a Monday that always makes me blueWell, I had a 735 hell bent for vinylI had never had a truck up past 75 beforeWell, there's something about that little red line that always looks so fine, ohWell, you'd be surprised how fast a Chevrolet truck can goNow, down in Mexico they got a little place called Boys TownWhere a man's still a man if you know what I'm talking aboutWell, I walked into the Cadillac bar and I laid my cash downI said there's plenty more than that came from and the lights went outOohThere's something about a Monday that always makes me blueHeyNow, I woke up in a county jail across the line of LaredoI had to head to get a deputy staring at me through the doorI had to head to get a deputy staring at me through the doorI had to head to get a deputy staring at me through the doorI had to head to get a deputy staring at me through the doorHe said, now, you got to cross that river alive, I don't knowBut your wife just made you bail so now you're really dead for sureNow, my wife, she called my boss and she lied so I got my job backAnd the boss down at the plant was whispering and staring at meWell, my wife, she finds a lot of little jobs that keep me on the right trackThat's a small price to pay for a week of living dangerouslyOoh, babyThat's a small price to pay for a week of living dangerouslyHey! Woo!Hey! Woo!Hey! Woo!Hey! Woo!Hey! Woo!Hey! Woo!