"Queen Of Polythene" lyrics

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'