I was good, I could talkA mile a minute,On this caffeine buzz I
was onWe were really hummin'We would talk every day for
hoursWe belong to the deadbeat clubAnyway we can,We're gonna
find somethingWe'll dance in the gardenIn torn sheets in the
rainWe're the deadbeat clubWe're the deadbeat clubGoing
down to Allen's forA twenty-five cent beerAnd the jukebox
playing real loud,"Ninety-six tears"We're wild girls
walkin' down the streetWild girls and boys going out for a
big timeLet's go crash that party downIn Normaltown
tonightThen we'll go skinny-dippin'In the
moonlightWe're wild girls walkin' down the streetWild
girls and boys going out for a big timeAnyway we canWe're
gonna find somethingWe'll dance in the gardenIn torn sheets
in the rainChorusOh no! Here they comeThe members of the deadbeat
club