Текст песни B-52`s, The - Deadbeat Club
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Huh, Get a job, what for, I`m trying to thinkI 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,"Ninety-six 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 rainChorusOh no! Here they comeThe members of the deadbeat club