The B-52's - Deadbeat Club Lyrics
"Huh, get a job!""What for?""I'm trying to think..."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,"96 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 rainWe're the deadbeat clubWe're the deadbeat clubOh no! Here they comeThe members of the deadbeat club