Disco boy! Run to toilet and comb hair. Disco boy! Pucker your lip, and check shoulders, 'cause some might be hiding there.
Disco boy, 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, take you tonight. his hair alone, but you can kiss his comb.
Disco boy! Run to toilet and comb hair. Disco boy! Shake it more three times and you're playing @!#%! while 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 of chicken delight.
Disco so demure, pump that all across the floor. A disco drink, a wink, you go duty that's what you think. You never go duty what you think. You never go 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! They're the bar, and she's leaving with friend.
Disco boy, that's the way it goes, so wipe nose, and try it again, to get a lay tomorrow.
boy, no one understands, but thank the lord that you still got hands, to help you do that jerkin' blot out your sorrow.
disco love tonight. Make sure you look alright. It's disco love tonight. sure you look alright.