Luyện nghe bài hát Disco Boy (Live At The Palladium, NYC / 10-30-77)

Terry (drums, background vocals)
Moire (vocals)
Andre (organ, vocals)
Roy (bass, vocals)
Dave (bass)
Murphy Brock (saxophone, vocals)
Ruth (synthesizer, marimba)
Vliet (harmonica)
Louanne (harp)
Ruben Ladron De (background vocals)
Sharkie (background vocals)

Disco boy! Run to and comb your hair.
boy! Pucker your lip, and check your 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
disco boy, to you right.
He'll do a little dance, 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
playing with it you're standing there.

Disco boy, do the bump night, 'til the disco girl
who's really right, gonna fall for line,
and feed you a box of chicken delight.

Disco so demure,
pump that all across the floor.
A disco drink, a wink,
you never go that's what you think.
You go duty that's 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.

boy! You got one more chance, to comb your hair again.
Disco boy! They're 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 love tonight. Make sure you look alright.
It's love tonight. Make sure you look alright.