Beat Girl Songtext
She's nearly always here

Digs all the modern gear

Cool, like a lager beer

Beat Girl


Tries anything for kicks

Lose you with her swinging hips

Mates with her pretty lips

Beat Girl



"That's the Beat girl feeding the coins into the Jukebox,

all white stockings and no make up

Big wheel setting up the coffee pot,

she makes like she's not over concerned

about this extraordinary attention,
keeps giving me the look,

like I'm not supposed to rate this chick high"



Ploughs on the chicken run

Goes but it ain't no fun

Not unless you do the ton

Beat Girl



Drives in an old Sedan

Drives all the way she can

Jives like a crazy man

Beat Girl



"I, I think I was stoned....in fact I was,hahaha"