shaking I dont know what to do I wanna talk to you But my mouth is dry, Oh why am I so shy Yabadabaday yoboboboboy I wanna be your disco boy
hair. Disco boy! Pucker your lip, and check your shoulders, 'cause some dandruff might be hiding there. Disco boy, your the disco king, aw the disco
Disco Boy Pucker yer lip, 'N check yer shoulder, 'Cause some dandruff might be Hidin' there! Disco Boy, You're the DISCO KING! Aw, the Disco-Thing
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hair Disco Boy Pucker yer lip, 'N check yer shoulder, 'Cause some dandruff might be Hidin' there! Disco Boy, You're the DISCO KING! Aw, the Disco-Thing
not on my game, boy. And thangs just ain't been the same since the day that I came forth. You wear your heart on your sleeve. I sport that white tank boy
] [Verse 2] Let's party, everybody stand up. Everybody put ya hands up. Let's party, everybody bounce wit me. Some Champagne and burn a little ring of reef. This hot. Disco
't want no drama No no drama no no no no drama So don't pull on my hand boy You ain't my man boy I'm just tryna dance boy And move my hump My hump my
got you all in check I got that head nod shit make you break your neck Woo Hah I got you all in check And you know we come through to wreck the disco
sold Pies of the Raw, Plus, the hustla gon ride if it's war, But You the type of boy that'll hide if it's war, You the type'a boy that never come outside
(Whitey, Whitey)...It's my love Punk rock the scar, disco to blues Yo, my blue seude shoes got stepped on Slept on, the style that I hustle You wanna
go as fast as i do. I know it's summer in the city And the sun is high But you can play it cool again Coz boy i seen you disco dancing With your
to stay up out it, Step out the wagon, You know the boy starts to hate, The girls that came with him, They like that's not the boy she dates, They
for They go about it all wrong Experts get it right [1] - (Ooh, ooh) I'm telling you now boy Put your eyes on me (Ooh, ooh) And if you call now boy I
They go about it all wrong Experts get it right (Ooh, ooh) I’m telling you now boy Put your eyes on me (Ooh, ooh) And if you call now boy I’
boy, it's kinda plain to see you got a crush on me until we bringin you down. but i'm more than a flossy girl, more like a string of pearls. so boy you