When I was a man I didn't to dance, I was shy I'd stand against the wall all I'd never take a chance, so
I get on that dance floor I was really drunk, 10 shots But I found a place where the stars out And they me how to funk
Real nasty, it ain't too far It's just on the of town, nearby But be ready when you get 'Cause folks don't fuck around
You can, rub belly with Liza Minelli in jelly, you're gonna rub your belly Jiggle your droopy balls with Lou Rawis Bounce off the walls, then them droopy balls
Grind your hips with the blond guy CHIPS Lick lips Stroke it clean Martin Sheen fucking obscene
Clench your tight With sexy Betty White You'll see the light when sphincter's tight
If you don't how to move Just feel the And dance, like you just shit pants
Spin like a girl cross-dressing Milton Berle Just it a whirl Pretend you're a girl
that juicy weeno with legendary Al Pacino Wave your weeno, even more Knock back a drink Colonel Klink in the sink
Bounce your beef Omar Sharif What a Ring the bell with ice cream wizard Tommy Carvel Tommy gonna make your dink swell
Then spew all over the Mr. Jeffery Goldblum And dance, like you just shit your
Mr. Belvedere, fatty, Finger in his own King, basketball, basketball Showing off his
Swimming Mark Mustache, Playing his hairy tits Big Earl Weaver, Tommy Both of them got the boogie
You can, do the with seven-footer Billy Russell Do the fucking hustle, jerking your muscle Shake your big, round ass with the ghost of Cass Blast from the past, the of Mama Cass
Dry-hump the with Mary Tyler-Moore it sore Squeeze your like baldy Mr. Whipple Drink some
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 place in town The stars will show you how to And dance, like you just shit pants