When I was a man I like to dance, I was shy I'd stand against the all night I'd take a chance, so afraid
I wouldn't get on that dance Unless I was drunk, 10 shots But I a place where the stars hang out And they me how to funk
Real nasty, it ain't too far just on the edge of town, nearby But be when you get there 'Cause folks don't fuck around
You can, rub your belly with Minelli in jelly, you're gonna rub your belly Jiggle your droopy with singin' Lou Rawis Bounce off the walls, then jiggle droopy balls
your hips with the blond guy from CHIPS Lick lips Stroke it clean Martin Sheen fucking obscene
Clench ass-cheeks tight With sexy grandma White see the light when your sphincter's tight
If you don't know how to feel the groove And dance, like you just shit your
Spin a little girl With Milton Berle Just it a whirl Pretend you're a little
Wave that juicy weeno with legendary Al your weeno, even more obsceno Knock back a drink Colonel Klink Piss in the
Bounce your beef Omar Sharif What a Ring the disco bell with ice cream Tommy Carvel Tommy Carvel gonna your dink swell
spew all over the room With Mr. Jeffery And dance, like you shit your pants
Mr. Belvedere, fatty, in his own rear Bernard King, basketball, Showing off his
Swimming Mark Mustache, Playing with his tits Big Earl Weaver, Seaver Both of got the boogie fever
You can, do the hustle with Billy Russell Do the fucking hustle, your love muscle Shake your big, ass with the ghost of Mama Cass from the past, the ghost of Mama Cass
Dry-hump the with Mary Tyler-Moore Pump it Squeeze your nipple like Mr. Whipple Drink some
Give it a whack With TV Victor Tayback When you give it a hurt the nut-sack
So if the thought of is bringing you down Come to the funkiest in town The stars will show you how to And dance, like you shit your pants