| Disco boy! |
| Run to toilet and comb your hair.
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| Disco boy! |
| Pucker your lip, and check your shoulders,
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| 'cause some dandruff might be hiding there.
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| Disco boy, your the disco king, aw the
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| disco thing made you think someday that you
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| just might go somewhere.
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| Disco girl, you’re outa sight, you need a disco boy, to treat you right.
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| He’ll do a little dance, take you home tonight.
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| Leave his hair alone, but you can kiss his comb.
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| Disco boy! |
| Run to toilet and comb your hair.
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| Disco boy! |
| Shake it more than three times and you’re
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| playing with @!#%! |
| while you’re standing there.
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| Disco boy, do the bump every night, 'til the disco girl
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| who’s really right, gonna fall for your line,
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| and feed you a box full of chicken delight.
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| Disco chit-chat so demure,
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| pump that booty all across the floor.
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| A disco drink, a disco wink,
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| you never go duty that’s what you think.
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| You never go duty that’s what you think.
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| You never go duty that’s what you think.
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| Duty. |
| Go duty!
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| Duty. |
| Go duty!
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| Duty. |
| You never go duty.
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| Duty. |
| You never go duty.
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| Duty. |
| You never go duty.
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| Duty. |
| You never go duty.
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| You never duty. |
| Go duty.
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| Duty. |
| You never duty.
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| Disco boy! |
| You got one more chance, to comb your hair again.
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| Disco boy! |
| They’re closing the bar, and she’s
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| leaving with your friend.
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| Disco boy, that’s the way it goes, so wipe your nose, and
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| try it again, to get a little lay tomorrow.
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| Disco boy, no one understands, but thank the lord that you
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| still got hands, to help you do that jerkin’that’ll
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| blot out your disco sorrow.
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| It’s disco love tonight. |
| Make sure you look alright.
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| It’s disco love tonight. |
| Make sure you look alright. |