Oh Little Payday Lending Shop
(sung to the tune "Oh Little Town of Bethlehem") Oh, little Payday lending shop You bring me Christmas Cheer Without your clout I have no doubt No gifts I'd give this year. Your credit line allows me To run up bills , no stop And when I'm through Exhausting you I'll go to 'Moneyshop'. (Same tune, sung in late February) Oh, little Payday lending shop You bring me discontent I calculate Your int'rest rate Is over two thousand percent. Each month, your cry for payments My letter-box bombards; I'm one more sap Caught in your trap Next year I'll just send cards.