When I was a man I didn't to dance, I was shy I'd stand against the wall all I'd take a chance, so afraid
I wouldn't get on that floor Unless I was drunk, 10 shots But I a place where the stars hang out And they taught me how to
nasty, it ain't too far away It's just on the of town, nearby But be when you get there 'Cause these folks don't around
You can, rub your belly with Liza Covered in jelly, you're gonna rub your Jiggle droopy balls with singin' Lou Rawis Bounce off the walls, then them droopy balls
Grind your hips with the blond guy from Lick your Stroke it clean Martin Sheen fucking obscene
Clench ass-cheeks tight With sexy grandma Betty You'll see the when your sphincter's tight
If you don't how to move Just the groove And dance, like you just shit your
Spin like a little With cross-dressing Berle Just give it a Pretend you're a girl
Wave juicy weeno with legendary Al Pacino Wave your weeno, even more Knock back a drink with Klink in the sink
Bounce your with Omar Sharif What a the disco bell with ice cream wizard Tommy Carvel Tommy Carvel gonna make dink swell
Then all over the room Mr. Jeffery Goldblum And dance, like you just shit pants
Mr. Belvedere, fatty, in his own rear Bernard King, basketball, off his ding-a-ling
Swimming Spitz Mustache, Playing his hairy tits Big Earl Weaver, Seaver Both of them got the boogie
You can, do the hustle with seven-footer Billy Do the fucking hustle, your love muscle Shake your big, ass with the ghost of Mama Cass Blast from the past, the ghost of Mama
Dry-hump the floor with Mary Pump it Squeeze nipple like baldy Mr. Whipple Drink some
it a hearty whack With TV Victor Tayback When you give it a hurt the nut-sack
So if the thought of is bringing you down to the funkiest place in town The stars will show you how to And dance, like you shit your pants