I sing a song about a trio of comrades
Rectangular, plastic and true
When cash has vanished from my wallet,
My three friends always came through
Restaurants, gallerias and theaters
Invited them to tag along wherever I travel
We dined, we shopped and hey that flick was great
Yet soon our friendship began to unravel.
One day three letters arrived in the mailbox
Addressed to me by those monetary musketeers
Opened it, mouth dropped, eyes bugged
May have to search the classifieds for a second career!
I mistakenly assumed we had an unbreakable bond
My buddies would forever be on my side
AMEX, Disco and Cap One what went wrong?
I was the one taken for a ride.
AMEX liked reminding me not to leave home without him
Disco boasted that he was brighter
Cap One inquired on the contents in my wallet
Thanks to those three ex-pals it's a whole lot lighter.
