Queen of Polythene

Hey, she drove her Lamborghini

And it was windy that evening

Yeah, the revolution hit her

The way it hit her was something

What's her name?

'Polythene'

She talks bar room whenever I meet her

She's got something

And I can't wait to see her again

Hey, she hung around with Cristo

Another weekend together

Yeah, she took an Alka Seltzer

And saw the future forever

What's her name?

'Polythene'