Disco boy! Run to toilet and comb hair. boy! Pucker your lip, and check your shoulders, 'cause dandruff might be hiding there.
Disco boy, the disco king, aw the disco thing you think someday that you just go somewhere.
Disco girl, you're outa sight, you a disco boy, to you right. do a little 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 three times and with @!#%! while you're standing there.
Disco boy, do the every night, 'til the disco girl who's really right, gonna for your line, and you a box full of chicken delight.
Disco so demure, pump that booty all the floor. A disco drink, a wink, you go duty that's 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 leaving 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 thank the that you still got hands, to you do that jerkin' that'll out your disco sorrow.
It's disco tonight. Make sure you look alright. disco love tonight. Make sure you look alright.