When I was a man I like to dance, I was shy I'd stand against the all night I'd take a chance, so afraid
I wouldn't get on that dance I was really drunk, 10 shots But I a place where the stars hang out And they taught me how to
Real nasty, it too far away just on the edge of town, nearby But be when you get there 'Cause these folks don't fuck
You can, rub your belly with Liza Covered in jelly, you're gonna rub belly your droopy balls with singin' Lou Rawis Bounce off the walls, then jiggle them balls
Grind your hips with the blond guy CHIPS your lips Stroke it with Martin Sheen It's fucking
Clench your tight With sexy Betty White You'll see the light when sphincter's tight
If you don't how to move feel the groove And dance, like you just shit pants
like a little girl With Milton Berle Just give it a you're a little girl
Wave that weeno with legendary Al Pacino Wave your weeno, more obsceno Knock back a drink Colonel Klink Piss in the
Bounce your beef Omar Sharif What a Ring the disco bell with ice wizard Tommy Carvel Tommy Carvel make your dink swell
Then spew all over the Mr. Jeffery Goldblum And dance, like you just shit pants
Mr. Belvedere, fatty, Finger in his own King, basketball, basketball Showing off his
Mark Spitz Mustache, Playing with his hairy Big Earl Weaver, Tommy Both of them got the boogie
You can, do the with seven-footer Billy Russell Do the fucking hustle, your love muscle Shake big, round ass with the ghost of Mama Cass Blast the past, the ghost of Mama Cass
the floor with Mary Tyler-Moore Pump it Squeeze nipple like baldy Mr. Whipple Drink some
Give it a whack With TV great Tayback When you it a whack Don't hurt the
So if the of grooving is bringing you down to the funkiest place in town The stars will show you how to And dance, you just shit your pants