

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Keys on the counter Work shirt on a chair Bills in a stack I pretend they ain’t there Clock hits five I’m already gone Last email sent Now I’m turning it off [Pre-Chorus] Got a full tank, kinda bad plan All my bad ideas in a group chat Hit that main road, windows all down We ain’t turning back now (nah) [Chorus] It’s Saturday, and it’s time for us Worries in the rearview, turned to dust Got a little green, gonna light it up Till Monday comes back around I’ve been counting days just to lose my mind Burning through the bills like they’re mine to light Yeah, the world can wait, we got tonight Till Monday comes back around (around) [Verse 2] Boots on the table Cards in a stack Somebody yelling “Put that song back” Girl with the sunburn Laughing in my hat Spilling her drink I’m okay with that [Pre-Chorus] Tiny town bar feeling like Vegas Everybody here kinda half famous If it feels wrong, we’re still down We ain’t slowing up now (hey!) [Chorus] It’s Saturday, and it’s time for us Worries in the rearview, turned to dust Got a little green, gonna light it up Till Monday comes back around I’ve been counting days just to lose my mind Burning through the bills like they’re mine to light Yeah, the world can wait, we got tonight Till Monday comes back around (around, around) [Bridge] Raise that glass If your name’s on a paycheck We’ll spend it all And we’ll worry ‘bout the rest next Pay it in stories Pay it in sound We’re rich ‘til the sun comes out [Chorus] It’s Saturday, and it’s time for us Worries in the rearview, turned to dust Got a little green, gonna light it up Till Monday comes back around I’ve been counting days just to lose my mind Burning through the bills like they’re mine to light Yeah, the world can wait, we got tonight Till Monday comes back around [Outro] Till Monday Comes back around We’re cash-poor, heart-rich Living it loud (oh yeah)
Tags
country, Rowdy modern country banger, male vocals; stomping four-on-the-floor kick, bright Telecaster riffs, fiddle hooks on the turnarounds. Verses tight and talky, half-sung with a wink; chorus explodes with gang vocals and big claps. Bridge drops to just vocal, kick, and bass before a final shout-along chorus that leans hard into the carefree weekend rush.
2:44
No
1/31/2026