Deadbeat Club — текст песни (B-52`s, The)

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