When I was a man I like to dance, I was shy I'd stand the wall all night I'd never take a chance, so
I get on that dance floor I was really drunk, 10 shots But I a place where the stars hang out And taught me how to funk
nasty, it ain't 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 belly with Liza Minelli in jelly, you're gonna rub your belly Jiggle your balls with singin' Lou Rawis off the walls, then jiggle them droopy balls
Grind your with the blond guy from CHIPS Lick your Stroke it clean with Martin It's fucking
Clench your tight With sexy grandma White You'll see the light when your sphincter's
If you know how to move Just the groove And dance, like you just your pants
Spin like a little With cross-dressing Berle Just give it a Pretend a little girl
Wave juicy weeno with legendary Al Pacino Wave your weeno, even more Knock back a drink with Klink Piss in the
Bounce your beef with Sharif a relief Ring the disco bell with ice wizard Tommy Carvel Tommy Carvel make your dink swell
Then all over the room With Mr. Goldblum And dance, like you just shit your
Mr. Belvedere, fatty, in his own rear Bernard King, basketball, Showing off his
Swimming Spitz Mustache, Playing with his hairy Big Earl Weaver, Tommy of them got the boogie fever
You can, do the hustle with Billy Russell Do the fucking hustle, jerking love muscle Shake your big, round ass with the ghost of Mama Blast from the past, the ghost of Mama
Dry-hump the floor with Mary it sore Squeeze your nipple like baldy Mr. Drink some
Give it a whack With TV Victor Tayback When you give it a Don't hurt the
So if the thought of grooving is bringing you Come to the place in town The stars show you how to move And dance, like you just your pants