A bit of complete nonsense, built around a blues framework,
and inspired by a credit report that cost five dollars to see.

Got me a five dollar piece o' paper
  And it says that my record is clean
Got me a five dollar piece o' paper
  And it says that my record is clean
    I'm so glad my money goes into my washing machine

Got me a fine woman, says she loves me
  And I'm hers 'til the end of time
Got me a fine woman, says she loves me
  And I'm hers 'til the end of time
    I'm so glad my lovin' goes into what's legally mine