When I was a man I didn't to dance, I was shy I'd against the wall all night I'd never a chance, so afraid
I wouldn't get on that dance Unless I was really drunk, 10 But I found a where the stars hang out And they taught me how to
Real nasty, it ain't too far just on the edge of town, nearby But be ready when you get 'Cause these folks fuck around
You can, rub your belly with Minelli Covered in jelly, you're rub your belly your droopy balls with singin' Lou Rawis Bounce off the walls, then jiggle droopy balls
Grind your with the blond guy from CHIPS your lips Stroke it with Martin Sheen It's obscene
Clench your ass-cheeks With sexy grandma Betty You'll see the light your sphincter's tight
If you don't know how to Just feel the And dance, like you just shit your
like a little girl With cross-dressing Berle Just give it a Pretend you're a girl
Wave that juicy with legendary Al Pacino Wave weeno, even more obsceno Knock back a with Colonel Klink Piss in the
your beef with Omar Sharif What a Ring the disco bell with ice cream Tommy Carvel Tommy gonna make your dink swell
Then spew all over the With Mr. Jeffery And dance, like you just shit pants
Mr. Belvedere, fatty, Finger in his own Bernard King, basketball, off his ding-a-ling
Swimming Spitz Mustache, Playing his hairy tits Big Earl Weaver, Tommy Both of got the boogie fever
You can, do the hustle with seven-footer Billy Do the fucking hustle, jerking your muscle Shake your big, round ass the ghost of Mama Cass Blast from the past, the ghost of Mama
Dry-hump the floor with Mary it sore Squeeze nipple like baldy Mr. Whipple Drink some
Give it a whack With TV great Tayback When you give it a Don't the nut-sack
So if the thought of is bringing you down Come to the funkiest place in The stars will show you how to And dance, like you shit your pants