Huh, Get a job, what for, I'm 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,
We're gonna find something

We'll dance in the garden
In torn sheets in the rain


We're the deadbeat club
We're the deadbeat club


Going down to Allen's for
A twenty-five cent beer
And the jukebox playing real loud,

"Ninety-six tears"
We're wild girls walkin' down the street
Wild girls and boys going out for a big time


Let's go crash that party down
In Normaltown tonight

Then we'll go skinny-dippin'
In the moonlight
We're wild girls walkin' down the street

Wild girls and boys going out for a big time

Anyway we can

We're gonna find something
We'll dance in the garden
In torn sheets in the rain


We're the deadbeat club
We're the deadbeat club


Oh no! Here they come
The members of the deadbeat club