Luyện nghe bài hát Dancin' And Pantsin'

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

I get on that dance floor
I was really drunk, 10 shots
But I found a where the stars hang out
And they me how to funk

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

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

Grind your hips with the blond guy CHIPS
Lick lips
it clean with Martin Sheen
It's obscene

Clench your ass-cheeks
With grandma Betty White
You'll see the light when your tight

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

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

Wave that weeno with legendary Al Pacino
your weeno, even more obsceno
Knock a drink with Colonel Klink
in the sink

Bounce beef with Omar Sharif
a relief
Ring the disco with ice cream wizard Tommy Carvel
Tommy Carvel make your dink swell

spew all over the room
With Mr. Goldblum
And dance, like you shit your pants

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

Swimming Spitz
Mustache,
Playing with his tits
Big Earl Weaver, Seaver
of them got the boogie fever

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

Dry-hump the with Mary Tyler-Moore
it sore
Squeeze your nipple like Mr. Whipple
some Ripple

Give it a whack
With TV great Victor
you give it a whack
Don't the nut-sack

So if the of grooving is bringing you down
to the funkiest place in town
The will show you how to move
And dance, like you shit your pants