When I was a man I didn't to dance, I was shy I'd against the wall all night I'd take a chance, so afraid
I wouldn't get on that dance Unless I was drunk, 10 shots But I found a place the stars hang out And they taught me how to
Real nasty, it too far away It's just on the edge of town, But be ready you get there 'Cause folks don't fuck around
You can, rub your with Liza Minelli Covered in jelly, you're gonna rub your Jiggle your droopy balls with singin' Lou Bounce off the walls, then them droopy balls
Grind hips with the blond guy from CHIPS your lips Stroke it with Martin Sheen It's obscene
Clench ass-cheeks tight With sexy grandma Betty You'll see the light when sphincter's tight
If you don't know how to Just feel the And dance, like you just shit your
Spin like a girl cross-dressing Milton Berle Just give it a Pretend you're a little
Wave that juicy with legendary Al Pacino Wave your weeno, more obsceno back a drink with Colonel Klink Piss in the
Bounce your with Omar Sharif a relief Ring the disco bell with ice cream wizard Carvel Carvel gonna make your dink swell
Then all over the room Mr. Jeffery Goldblum And dance, like you just shit your
Mr. Belvedere, fatty, Finger in his own King, basketball, basketball Showing off his
Mark Spitz Mustache, with 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 love Shake your big, round ass with the ghost of Cass Blast from the past, the ghost of Mama
Dry-hump the floor Mary Tyler-Moore Pump it Squeeze your nipple like baldy Mr. some Ripple
Give it a whack With TV Victor Tayback you give it a whack Don't hurt the
So if the of grooving is bringing you down to the funkiest place in town The stars will you how to move And dance, like you shit your pants