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