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'