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 wouldn't get on dance floor Unless I was drunk, 10 shots But I found a where the stars hang out And they me how to funk
Real nasty, it ain't too far just on the edge of town, nearby But be when you get there these folks don't fuck around
You can, rub your belly with Liza Covered in jelly, you're rub your belly Jiggle your balls with singin' Lou Rawis Bounce off the walls, then jiggle droopy balls
Grind your hips the blond guy from CHIPS Lick your Stroke it with Martin Sheen It's fucking
Clench ass-cheeks tight With grandma Betty White You'll see the light when sphincter's tight
If you don't know how to Just the groove And dance, like you shit your pants
like a little girl With Milton Berle Just give it a Pretend a little girl
Wave that juicy weeno with legendary Al Wave your weeno, more obsceno Knock back a drink with Colonel Piss in the
Bounce your beef Omar Sharif What a Ring the disco bell with ice cream wizard Tommy Tommy Carvel gonna make your dink
Then all over the room With Mr. Goldblum And dance, like you shit your pants
Mr. Belvedere, fatty, in his own rear Bernard King, basketball, off his ding-a-ling
Swimming Mark Mustache, Playing his hairy tits Big Earl Weaver, Seaver Both of them got the boogie
You can, do the hustle with Billy Russell Do the fucking hustle, jerking your love Shake your big, round ass the ghost of Mama Cass Blast from the past, the of Mama Cass
the floor with Mary Tyler-Moore Pump it your nipple like baldy Mr. Whipple Drink Ripple
Give it a whack With TV great Victor When you it a whack Don't hurt the
So if the thought of grooving is you down Come to the funkiest in town The stars show you how to move And dance, like you shit your pants