I don't know just where it all goes, I', in debt up to my nose Get credit now for 20 percent, buy a car, don't spend a cent Take a ride, don't you like nice, you can look good for a price Go to London for a year, hope you can survive on a beer
I feel us sinking in credit quicksand I feel us choking Oh, we owe, we owe, we owe, we owe
I don't know who thought that I would do well with a credit line First it was a stereo, then a snowboard and a phone Finally found a new guitar, put some money down on a car Next gig aint for seventh weeks, holy hell I'm up a creek
I feel us sinking in credit quicksand I feel us choking Oh, we owe, we owe, we owe, we owe
I don't know where it all goes, guess it was the job I choose Gone a week and late on rent, my landlord is always bent You'd think I could save a dime, working always, all the time Wanna quit but I don't know, oh we owe, we owe, we owe, we owe
I don't know where it all went, haven't got a single cent Took my car away from me, now I'm riding RTD Cut my card up yesterday, guess it's the price I pay Got a new one in the mail - look at me settin sail
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