I've got the banker's blues,

And it ain't good news,

My bankers he's a tease,

He gives me the credit squeeze.


He squeez me all the time,

He ain't no friend of mine,

He squeeze me night and day,

He squeeze all my good times away.


Did a fast for Amnesty,

But spent all the money u see,

So I wrote them a cheque,

Hopin it would clear my debt.


I hear the telephone ring,

I know that ding aling,

He ring me all the time,

To complain as only he knows how.


He want to know you see,

What could this cheque here be,

It's for Amnesty,

Please pay it out for me.

 
Aint no amnesty, 

When you deal with me,

I can't pay this out,

Till u tell me what it's all about.


It's not what u suspect

Its money I collect

It's for a good cause

I ain't broken any laws


Well, I'll pay this time

But keep it on your mind

Don't write no more cheques,Stick to something free like sex.