The Week Of Living Dangerously - Live In Raleigh, NC / 1987

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
 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