The Credit Card Song by Dan Oster Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Senior year in high school I got a credit card
I racked up 80 grand in debt and paying it off was hard
So I ignored the notices that I got in the mail
The creditors came after me and I wound up in jail
[Chorus]
Why, oh why, did I get a credit card?
If I would've just paid in cash life wouldn't be so hard
Makes you kinda wonder why the credit companies
Would even offer credit to a high school kid like me
[Verse 2]
In order to survive in jail I joined a nazi gang
And then became the bitch to a big skinhead named Fang
During our prison riot the gang and I escaped
I sure don't miss the awful food or the shower rapes
Once we got out on the streets I thought it would be cool
To smuggle drugs from Mexico as a cocaine mule
Down in Tijuana I took a condom full of coke
I swallowed it and in my stomach that cheap rubber broke
I woke up two days later in a downtown L.A. street (downtown L.A. street)
I have no stomach lining now it makes it hard to eat (makes it hard to eat)
I don't have a job and I don't have shoes and socks
And Fang and I are living in a soggy cardboard box
[Chorus]
Why, oh why, did I get a credit card?
Without it I would not have been stabbed in the prison yard
It makes you really wonder why the credit companies
Send out applications to high school kids like me
Senior year in high school I got a credit card
I racked up 80 grand in debt and paying it off was hard
So I ignored the notices that I got in the mail
The creditors came after me and I wound up in jail
[Chorus]
Why, oh why, did I get a credit card?
If I would've just paid in cash life wouldn't be so hard
Makes you kinda wonder why the credit companies
Would even offer credit to a high school kid like me
[Verse 2]
In order to survive in jail I joined a nazi gang
And then became the bitch to a big skinhead named Fang
During our prison riot the gang and I escaped
I sure don't miss the awful food or the shower rapes
Once we got out on the streets I thought it would be cool
To smuggle drugs from Mexico as a cocaine mule
Down in Tijuana I took a condom full of coke
I swallowed it and in my stomach that cheap rubber broke
I woke up two days later in a downtown L.A. street (downtown L.A. street)
I have no stomach lining now it makes it hard to eat (makes it hard to eat)
I don't have a job and I don't have shoes and socks
And Fang and I are living in a soggy cardboard box
[Chorus]
Why, oh why, did I get a credit card?
Without it I would not have been stabbed in the prison yard
It makes you really wonder why the credit companies
Send out applications to high school kids like me