Friday night and the rent is late
What am I gonna do?
Friday night I don’t have a date
And my honey’s at home sick with the flu.
Bill collectors at my door
Always askin’ me for more
Credit cards are a hell of a scam
Worse than sweepstakes notifications and internet spam
Thay say: “We want more of your money, honey.”
Sorry that I haven’t got any
I spent every last dime and every single penny
So the car got repossessed
And my wallet’s been undressed
The dog we couldn’t keep has been put to sleep
And my life, well it’s a hell of a mess
They say “We want more of your money, honey.”
Sorry that I haven’t got any I spent every last dime and every single penny