Lyrics:
I like my steak well done, my taters fried
Football games on Monday night
It's just who I am
A meat and potato man
I like my coffee black
Ol'
Looking at the streets of town you can hear the sound
We are walking up to the football ground
From Monday morning to Sunday night
I think about you
week is their specialty
I gotta get ready, make everything right
Cause Monday night football's coming on tonight
Are you ready
Are you ready
Are
I need my TV
What's happening in this world? I don't care at all
But it better not preempt Monday Night Football
I can't even come up with my own
I need my TV
What's happening in this world? I don't care at all
But it better not preempt Monday Night Football
I can't even come up with my own
Marilyn's eyes
The secret of life is in Monday Night Football
Rolling Stones records and mom's apple pies
Sam looks up from his Sunday paper
Says,
Marilyn's eyes
The secret of life is in Monday Night Football
Rolling Stones records and mom's apple pies
Sam looks up from his Sunday paper
Says,
there's no need to complain
Sunday morning and it's time to go
Been raining all night so everybody knows
Over to the field for tackle football
Big hits,
Night Live!
Monday Night Football!
Jeffersons!
Vegas!
I wouldn't be without my TV for a day
Or even a minute
Don't even bother to use my brain any
Fellas I get it and I admit it
It just don't get any better than that
Chicken wings, NASCAR, and football Monday nights
Sometimes it's fun to be one
Nothing's gonna change there's no need to complain
Sunday morning and it's time to go
Been raining all night so everybody knows
Over to the field for
Night Live!
Monday Night Football!
Jeffersons!
Vegas!
I wouldn't be without my TV for a day
Or even a minute
Don't even bother to use my brain any
Hey girls, you better listen to me
I'm getting starved for your company
All day Monday, and all day Tuesday
I played football, there's nothing
change, there's no need to complain
Sunday morning and it's time to go
Been raining all night so everybody knows
Over to the field for tackle football
Big
Limos and ladies they're driving him queasy
Rugby and cricket's unknown
Baseball and football they're making him lazy
Your fan club says "Rodney come
Limos and ladies they're driving him queasy
Rugby and cricket's unknown
Baseball and football they're making him lazy
Your fan club says "Rodney come
night
Football fans surrounding the stadium
If you’re still not, you’d better come
All the lads waiting who score the first goal
And I just think about
the morning"
"But," says Arthur, "I wouldn't be proud of your clothes
For you've only the lend of them, as I suppose
But you dare not change them one night
hit you anyway
Hey, hey it's Monday
Tennisball madness
Crazy commentators
Late night addictions
Pat Cash love's his music
Morning Sun
I have toast
hit you anyway
Hey, hey it's Monday
Tennisball madness
Crazy commentators
Late night addictions
Pat Cash loves his music
Morning Sun
I have toast with
I'm a Monday night football, Friday night pool hall guy
I ain't never been one to let a good time pass me by
You're standin' there statin' you're
If I could have Monday, I'd be alright
If I could forget you for one Friday night
Wake up on Sunday, you not be my church
Just need one day
man
We were football flunkies, southern rock junkies, crankin' up the stereos
Singing loud and proud to "Gimmie Three Steps," "Simple Man," and "Curtis
Adidas shoes and a bucket hat the football shirt and a cricket bat
The crowds of people and blood on the floor and the lads are shouting we want more
Discuss these Monday Night Lads Football Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In