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