Disco boy! Run to toilet and comb hair. Disco boy! Pucker lip, and check your shoulders, some dandruff might be hiding there.
Disco boy, your the king, aw the disco thing made you 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. 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 with @!#%! while you're 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.
chit-chat so demure, pump that booty all the floor. A disco drink, a wink, you never go duty what you think. You never go that's 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! closing the bar, and she's leaving with friend.
boy, that's the way it goes, so wipe your nose, and try it again, to get a lay tomorrow.
Disco boy, no one understands, but thank the lord you got hands, to help you do that jerkin' that'll blot out disco sorrow.
It's disco love tonight. Make sure you alright. It's love tonight. Make sure you look alright.