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