NuCur Blues


I've got the NuCur Blues.

My money's all been spent.

My APR's way up,

And I don't know where it's went


Was promised a shiny new life,

Rolling smooth and so carefree.

But this dog's got me down.

To a place I don't wanna be.


They promised me a low cost life,

With pleasure like in my dreams.

Now I must pay the bills,

And my credit card's bursting at its seams.


How can I break free from this Cur,

This flea-bitten old hound?

Why, buy another new dog my dear,

And get ready for another round,


Of the NuCur Blues.


Copyright 1999 (c) Ronald W. Hull



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