Huh, Get a job, what for, Im trying to think
I was good, I could talk
A mile a minute,
On this caffeine buzz I was on
We were really hummin
We would talk every day for hours
We belong to the deadbeat club
Anyway we can,
Were gonna find something
Well dance in the garden
In torn sheets in the rain
Were the deadbeat club
Were the deadbeat club
Going down to Allens for
A twenty-five cent beer
And the jukebox playing real loud,
Ninety-six tears
Were wild girls walkin down the street
Wild girls and boys going out for a big time
Lets go crash that party down
In Normaltown tonight
Then well go skinny-dippin
In the moonlight
Were wild girls walkin down the street
Wild girls and boys going out for a big time
Anyway we can
Were gonna find something
Well dance in the garden
In torn sheets in the rain
Were the deadbeat club
Were the deadbeat club
Oh no! Here they come
The members of the deadbeat club