I can't dress so I can't dance ot disco
I can't move and I hate the way my feet go
I can't dress what she thinks
I'm on the clothes show
Why can't you see?
It's so sad she always on the good side
Life sucks when you're living on the inside
She's so sweet she covers me with honey
Why can't you see?

(Chorus)
Disco. I can't dance to disco.
Disco. White suits and gigolos

I'm a whore, a paranoid schizo
Hit the floor, chewing on the lino
I'm a mess throw me like a yo-yo
Why can't you see?
Reel me in
Squash me like a cockroach
Watch me sink under as thebeat goes
I can't move and I hate the way my feet go
Why can't you see?

(Chorus) x2
Oh I hate those disco kings
Silk shirts and signet rings
Oh I hate those greasy kings
Cuban heels and rubber skins
(Chorus) x2
Can't dance to disco
I can't live with disco
I can't dance to disco
Disco