Don't know much about dancin
That's why I got this song
One of my legs is shorter than the other
N both my feets too long
Course now right along with em
I got no natural rhythm
But I go dancin every night
Hopin one day I might get it right
Im a dancin fool, Im a
Dancin fool
I hear that beat; I jump outa my seat,
But I can't compete, cause Im a
Dancin fool, Im a
Dancin fool
The disco folks all dressed up
Like theys fit to kill
I walk on in n see em there
Gonna give them all a thrill
When they see me comin
They all steps aside
They has a fit while I commit
My social suicide, Im a
Dancin fool, Im a
Dancin fool
The beat goes on
And Im so wrong
The beat goes on
And Im so wrong
The beat goes on n Im so wrong
The beat goes on n Im so wrong
The beat goes on n Im so wrong
I may be totally wrong, but Im a
Dancin fool, Im a
Dancin fool
Youwsa, youwsa, youwsa
I got it all together now
With my very own disco clothes, hey!
My shirts half open, tshow you my chains
N the spoon for up my nose
I am really somethin
That's what you'd probly say
So smoke your little smoke
Drink your little drink
While I dance the night away, Im a
Dancin fool, Im a
Dancin fool, (etc., etc.)
I may be totally wrong, but Im a
I may be totally wrong, but Im a
I may be totally wrong, but Im a
Fool-uh!
Hey darlin...can I buy ya a drink?
Lookin for mister goodbar? here he is...
Wait a minute...Ive got it...youre an italian!
Hah?
Yer jewish?
Love your nails...you must be a libra...
Your place or mine?
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