Joan of the Arcade

She's my San Junipero dream She drives a triumph death machine I remember being seventeen when she Spread her legs for a magazine Joan of the arcade (Joan of the arcade) And I wonder How she tastes (Joanie, Joanie, Joanie, Joanie babe) She never paid a single dime (She never paid a single dime, dime, dime) She had them all waiting in line (She had them waiting in a line, line, line) Oh the heel of her boot is covered in diamonds But babe I don't know the colour of your eyes Joan of the arcade (Joan of the arcade) And I wonder How she tastes (Joanie, Joanie, Joanie, Joanie babe) Joan of the arcade I never want to see her again (Joanie, Joanie, Joanie, Joanie don't you leave me babe) If we ever went to being strangers It's 'cause you left hell with all the angels Or will I see you later? I wish I could say that I hate her Joan of the arcade (Joanie, Joanie babe) And I wonder how (I wonder how) She tastes (Joanie you're a bittersweet babe) Joan of the arcade (Joan of the arcade) I never want to see her again