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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dave Schulthise
Dave Schulthise
Bass
Dean Sabatino
Dean Sabatino
Drums
Joe Genaro
Joe Genaro
Keyboards
Rodney Linderman
Rodney Linderman
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dave Schulthise
Dave Schulthise
Songwriter
Dean Sabatino
Dean Sabatino
Songwriter
Joe Genaro
Joe Genaro
Songwriter
Rodney Linderman
Rodney Linderman
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mike Stewart
Mike Stewart
Producer
Brian Beattie
Brian Beattie
Producer

Lyrics

One Saturday I took a walk to Zipperhead I met a girl there And she almost knocked me dead (Punk rock girl) please, look at me (Punk rock girl) what do you see? Let's travel round the world Just you and me, punk rock girl I tapped her on the shoulder And said, "Do you have a beau?" She looked at me and smiled And said she did not know (Punk rock girl) give me a chance (Punk rock girl) let's go slam dance We'll dress like Minnie Pearl Just you and me, punk rock girl We went to the Philly Pizza Company And ordered some hot tea The waitress said, "Well, no We only have it iced" So, we jumped up on the table And shouted, "Anarchy!" And someone played a Beach Boys song On the jukebox It was "'California Dreamin'" So, we started screamin' "On such a winter's day" She took me to her parents For a Sunday meal Her father took one look at me And he began to squeal (Punk rock girl) it makes no sense (Punk rock girl) your dad is the Vice President Rich as the Duke of Earl Yeah, you're for me, punk rock girl We went to a shopping mall And laughed at all the shoppers And security guards trailed us To a record shop We asked for Mojo Nixon They said, "He don't work here" We said, "If you don't got Mojo Nixon Then your store could use some fixin'" We got into a car Away we started rollin' I said, "How much you pay for this?" She said, "Nothing, man, it's stolen" (Punk rock girl) you look so wild (Punk rock girl) let's have a child We'll name her Minnie Pearl Just you and me Eat fudge banana swirl Just you and me We'll travel round the world Just you and me, punk rock girl
Writer(s): Dean Sabatino, Joseph Genaro, Rodney Linderman, David Schulthise, Anthony Joseph Genaro Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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