I don't know just where it all goes, I' in debt 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 beer Oh, I feel us sinkin' in credit quicksand Oh, I feel us chokin' 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 [Incomprehensible] ain't for seven weeks, holy hell, I'm up a creek Oh, I feel us sinkin' in credit quicksand Oh, I feel us chokin' 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 just where it all went, haven't got a single cent Took my car away from me, now I'm ridin' RTD Cut my card up yesterday, guess it's just the price I pay Got a new one in the mail, look at me, I'm settin' sail Oh, I feel us sinkin' in credit quicksand Oh, I feel us chokin' Oh, we owe, we owe, we owe, we owe © DHC HIFI; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com