At the ATM booth
Runnin’ my card to get cash
That sweet green paper, so precious
Lying in my black billfold
Payin’ all o’ my bills
Payin’ my rent and utility
Cable and Internet
And almost zilch left over

I’ve got it bad
But not like Farley in his van*
Drivin’ in my old beat-up Yugo
To a bank called Wells Fargo

I’ve got money now
To pay for all that I owe on
I can get rich, oh, filthy rich, I know
But I won’t rob the Wells Fargo

I can truly remember
When I was very flush
That one day, ‘twas July 4th
I gambled me broke
I think I won’t
Gamble again
'Cause I’m flat broken, still
Baby, this might be the end

I’ve got it bad
(I’ve got it bad)
I’m livin’ in a ghetto ‘hood
My credit’s goin’ to bad from good
Thinkin’ ‘bout robbin’ Wells Fargo

I’m lookin’ at jail time
(In fed’ral prison)
If I up and rob the bank
I’ll be rich, I will, I know
And I won’t rob the Wells Fargo

I’ve got it all
(I’ve got it all)
Just like Mr. Donald Trump
‘Cause I played the Megabucks
And didn’t rob the Wells Fargo