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