Katie Grace - Wine on the Workdays, Whiskey on the Weekends Lyrics

I like my wine on the workdays,
Whiskey on the weekends
That’s the thing that keeps me hanging on
Hey now, it aint much
But you know it keeps me breathing
I like my wine on the workdays,
Whiskey on the weekends

Seems like every time I turn around
I got somebody trying to bring me down
Telling me just what I need to do
Well I say, Mister, that aint up to you

Sometimes I wish I could be like you
Go home at night when the workday is through
But me, I’ve got a life outside this place
So why don’t you just get up off my case