Disco boy! Run to toilet and comb hair. Disco boy! Pucker lip, and check your shoulders, some dandruff might be hiding there.
Disco boy, your the king, aw the disco thing made you think someday you just go somewhere.
Disco girl, you're outa sight, you a disco boy, to you right. He'll do a dance, take you home tonight. Leave his alone, but you can kiss his comb.
Disco boy! Run to toilet and your hair. Disco boy! Shake it more than times and you're playing with @!#%! you're standing there.
Disco boy, do the every night, 'til the disco girl really right, gonna fall for your line, and feed you a box full of delight.
Disco so demure, that booty all across the floor. A drink, a disco wink, you never go duty what you think. You never go duty what you think. You go duty that's what you think.
Duty. Go duty! Duty. Go duty! Duty. You go duty. Duty. You go duty. Duty. You go duty. Duty. You go duty. You duty. Go duty. Duty. You duty.
boy! You got one more chance, to comb your hair again. Disco boy! closing the bar, and she's with your friend.
Disco boy, the way it goes, so wipe your nose, and try it again, to get a lay tomorrow.
boy, no one understands, but thank the lord that you still got hands, to you do that jerkin' that'll blot out your sorrow.
It's disco love tonight. Make you look alright. It's disco love tonight. Make sure you alright.