Well, it's Sunday, I'm hungover It happens over and over And I don't know what time I went to bed Yeah, I heard I did some dumb shit But I didn't mean it The cheap tequila got me in my head And sometimes on Friday We go out and party And you think it's funny I don't have a lot of money 'Cause I don't need anything quite like that 'Cause you were all I need You're all I need Whoa! Well, it's Thursday, payday I'm gonna spend it all anyway Just meet me at the bar down the street Yeah, I heard that you left him You said now that you hate him The cheap tequila got into your head And sometimes on Friday We go out and party And you think it's funny I don't have a lot of money 'Cause I don't need anything quite like that 'Cause you were all I need You're all I need Whoa! Let's all get so out of control, whoa! Out of control Whoo, control! Out of control I never really cared Fuck it anyways Acting like a pussy-ass bitch Yeah, I'll put you in your place Sometimes on Friday We go out and party And you think it's funny I don't have a lot of money It's okay and it's alright I don't need any of that tonight Yeah, it's okay and I'm alright I don't have a lot of money 'Cause I don't need anything quite like that 'Cause you were all I need You're all I need You're all I need Yeah! Whoa! Roll, Jack, roll!