When I was a man I like to dance, I was shy I'd against the wall all night I'd take a chance, so afraid
I wouldn't get on dance floor Unless I was really drunk, 10 But I found a place the stars hang out And taught me how to funk
Real nasty, it ain't too far It's just on the of town, nearby But be ready you get there 'Cause these folks don't fuck
You can, rub belly with Liza Minelli Covered in jelly, you're rub your belly Jiggle your droopy balls with Lou Rawis Bounce off the walls, then jiggle them balls
Grind your hips with the blond guy from your lips Stroke it clean Martin Sheen fucking obscene
Clench ass-cheeks tight With sexy grandma White You'll see the light your sphincter's tight
If you don't how to move Just feel the And dance, like you just shit pants
like a little girl With cross-dressing Milton give it a whirl Pretend a little girl
Wave that juicy weeno with legendary Al Wave your weeno, even more Knock back a drink with Colonel in the sink
Bounce your beef Omar Sharif a relief Ring the bell with ice cream wizard Tommy Carvel Carvel gonna make your dink swell
Then spew all the room Mr. Jeffery Goldblum And dance, you just shit your pants
Mr. Belvedere, fatty, Finger in his own King, basketball, basketball Showing off his
Swimming Mark Mustache, with his hairy tits Big Weaver, Tommy Seaver Both of them got the fever
You can, do the hustle with seven-footer Billy Do the fucking hustle, jerking your love Shake big, round ass with the ghost of Mama Cass from the past, the ghost of Mama Cass
Dry-hump the floor Mary Tyler-Moore Pump it Squeeze nipple like baldy Mr. Whipple Drink Ripple
it a hearty whack With TV great Tayback you give it a whack Don't the nut-sack
So if the thought of grooving is you down Come to the funkiest place in The stars will show you how to And dance, like you just shit your