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