Deadbeat Club

I was good, I could talk a mile a minute

On this caffeine buzz I was on, we were really hummin’

We would talk everyday. . .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’ll dance in the garden in torn sheets in the rain

In the rain

We’re the deadbeat club (deadbeat club)

We’re the deadbeat club (deadbeat club)

We’re the deadbeat club (deadbeat club)

We’re the deadbeat club (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 ‘n’ boys going out for a big time

We’re the deadbeat club (deadbeat club)

We’re the deadbeat club (deadbeat club)

We’re the deadbeat club (deadbeat club)

We’re the deadbeat club (deadbeat club)

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 ‘n’ 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’ll dance in the garden in torn sheets in the rain

In the rain

O-o-o-oh no! Here they come, the members of the deadbeat club

O-oh no! Here they come, the members of the deadbeat club