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