paroles de chanson Deadbeat Club - The B-52's

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
Anywhere 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 were the Deadbeat Club
We were the Deadbeat Club
We were the Deadbeat Club
We were the Deadbeat Club
Going down to Allen's for a twenty-five cent beer
And the jukebox playing real loud "Ninety-six tears"
We were wild girls walkin' down the street
Wild girls and boys going out for a big time
We were the Deadbeat Club
We were the Deadbeat Club
We were the Deadbeat Club
We were the Deadbeat Club
Let's go crash that party down in Normaltown tonight
Then we'll go skinny-dippin' in the moonlight
We were wild girls walkin' down the street
Wild girls and boys going out for a big time
Anywhere 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 were the Deadbeat Club
We were the Deadbeat Club
We were the Deadbeat Club
We were the Deadbeat Club
Oh no! Here they come
The members of the Deadbeat Club
(Deadbeat Club)
Oh no! Here they come
The members of the Deadbeat Club
(Deadbeat Club)
Oh no! Here they come
The members of the Deadbeat Club
(Deadbeat Club)
Oh no! Here they come
The members of the Deadbeat Club