Luyện nghe bài hát Dancin' And Pantsin'

When I was a man
I didn't to dance, I was shy
I'd stand the wall all night
I'd never a chance, so afraid

I get on that dance floor
Unless I was drunk, 10 shots
But I found a place where the hang out
And taught me how to funk

Real nasty, it ain't too far
It's on the edge of town, nearby
But be when you get there
'Cause folks don't fuck around

You can, rub your belly with Minelli
in jelly, you're gonna rub your belly
Jiggle your droopy balls singin' Lou Rawis
Bounce off the walls, then them droopy balls

Grind your hips with the guy from CHIPS
Lick lips
Stroke it clean Martin Sheen
fucking obscene

Clench your ass-cheeks
With sexy grandma White
You'll see the light your sphincter's tight

If you don't know how to
Just feel the
And dance, like you shit your pants

Spin like a little
With Milton Berle
Just give it a
Pretend you're a little

Wave that juicy weeno with Al Pacino
Wave weeno, even more obsceno
Knock a drink with Colonel Klink
Piss in the

Bounce your beef with Sharif
What a
Ring the disco bell with ice cream wizard Carvel
Tommy Carvel gonna make your swell

Then spew all over the
With Mr. Jeffery
And dance, you just shit your pants

Mr. Belvedere, fatty,
Finger in his own
Bernard King, basketball,
Showing off his

Mark Spitz
Mustache,
Playing with his hairy
Big Earl Weaver, Tommy
Both of them got the boogie

You can, do the hustle with seven-footer Billy
Do the fucking hustle, your love muscle
Shake your big, round ass with the ghost of Mama
Blast the past, the ghost of Mama Cass

the floor with Mary Tyler-Moore
Pump it
Squeeze your nipple like baldy Mr.
Drink Ripple

it a hearty whack
With TV Victor Tayback
When you give it a
hurt the nut-sack

So if the thought of grooving is you down
Come to the funkiest in town
The stars show you how to move
And dance, like you just shit pants