Lyrics:

I Got Me A Brand New Car
waitin' In The Driveway
shinin' Like A Bright New Star
i've Be Wishin' On It Every Day
to Take Me Away From Here

so I Called In To Where I Work
told A Little White Lie
no My Back Don't Really Hurt
but That's My Alibi
my Temporary Ticket To Anywhere But There

call It An Early Weekend
call It Goin' Off The Deep End
call It What You Want
i Made Up My Mind

i Don't Have To Be Me Till Monday
friday, Saturday, Sunday
i Ain't Gonna Face Reality

three Days Without Punchin' A Time Clock
three Nights Of Goin' Non-Stop
no Work And All Play
i Don't Have To Be Me Till Monday
yeah

i Can Do What I Wanna Do
be Who I Wanna Be
i Got No One To Answer To
soon As I Turn The Key
a Cash Machine, Gasoline And We're Outta Here

call It An Early Weekend
call It Goin' Off The Deep End
baby, You And Me
we Can Leave It All Behind

'cause I Don't Have To Be Me Till Monday
friday, Saturday, Sunday
i Ain't Gonna Face Reality

three Days Without Punchin' A Time Clock
three Nights Of Goin' Non-Stop
no Work And All Play
i Don't Have To Be Me Till Monday

oh, Three Days Without Punchin' A Time Clock
three Nights Of Goin' Non-Stop
no Work And All Play
i Don't Have To Be Me Till Monday

i Don't Have To Be Me
i Don't Have To Be Me 'till Monday
(Repeat 2x)