Luyện nghe bài hát Dancin' And Pantsin'

When I was a man
I didn't to dance, I was shy
I'd against the wall all night
I'd take a chance, so afraid

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

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

You can, rub your belly with Liza
Covered in jelly, gonna rub your belly
Jiggle your droopy balls with Lou Rawis
Bounce off the walls, then jiggle them balls

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

Clench your tight
With sexy Betty White
see the light when your sphincter's tight

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

Spin like a little
With cross-dressing Berle
Just give it a
Pretend you're a girl

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

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

spew all over the room
With Mr. Jeffery
And dance, like you just your pants

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

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

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

Dry-hump the floor Mary Tyler-Moore
Pump it
Squeeze your nipple baldy Mr. Whipple
some Ripple

Give it a hearty
TV great Victor Tayback
When you it a whack
hurt the nut-sack

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