I got out of work and I headed for the neighborhood beer joint. I sat around and had a beer with the boys like I always do. Well I didn't have nothin' to say anyway there ain't no point. There's just something 'bout a Monday that always makes me blue. Well it was well after dark so I knew my wife and kids were waitin'. And I guess I took a left where I generally take a right. Well I filled her up with gas checked the oil at the Texaco station. I threw the car seat in the dumpster and headed off into the night. Woo-ohh-ooh-ooh-ooh. There's somethin' 'bout a Monday that always makes me blue. Well I headed south on 35 hell bent for vinyl. I hadn't never had her up past 55 before. Well somethin' 'bout that little red line always looked so final. Buddy you'd be surprised how fast a Chevrolet truck can go. * Now down in Mexico they've got a little place called Boystown. Where a man's still a man if you know what I'm talkin' about. Well I walked into the Cadillac bar and I laid my cash down. I said "there's plenty more where that came from" and the lights went out. * (this verse is not included on the official lyrics sheet but is included on the recording). Well I woke up in a county jail 'cross the line in Laredo. With a headache and a deputy staring at me through the door. Well he said "Now how you got across that river alive I don't know. But your wife just made your bail so now you're really dead for sure". Now my wife she called my boss and cried so I got my job back. And the boys down at the plant they whisper and stare at me. Yea well my wife can find a lot of little jobs to keep me on the right track. Well but that's a small price to pay for a week of living dangerously. Yeah-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-wee. That's a small price to pay for a week of living dangerously