| It’s Monday 8am, traffic jam |
| But you and I have got a better plan |
| Forget the daily grind, dollar signs |
| Stress and life or death, deadlines |
| Let’s live like millionaires today |
| Laughin' all the way… |
| To the bank of the river on the outskirts of town |
| With a fishin' pole in the water hole and throw a blanket down |
| Get a bucket of Kentucky Fried, put twenty in the tank |
| Blow the dust off of that bottle of wine we never drank |
| There’s never been a better day to be |
| Laughin' all the way to the bank |
| We’re gonna live it up, the two of us |
| Feet in the mud and our heads in the clouds |
| Play like the wealthy crowd, fast and loud |
| Any rich man would be proud |
| To share this poor man’s holiday |
| Laughin' all the way… |
| To the bank of the river on the outskirts of town |
| With a fishin' pole in the water hole and throw a blanket down |
| Get a bucket of Kentucky Fried, put twenty in the tank |
| Blow the dust off of that bottle of wine we never drank |
| There’s never been a better day to be |
| Laughin' all the way to the bank |
| Oh, Come On! |
| To the bank of the river on the outskirts of town |
| With a fishin' pole in the water hole and throw a blanket down |
| Get a bucket of Kentucky Fried, put twenty in the tank |
| Blow the dust off of that bottle of wine we never drank |
| There’s never been a better day |
| Who says time off doesn’t pay |
| Laughin' all the way to the bank |