Frank Zappa — Dancin Fool Anyway The Wind Blows

I 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 feet's too long 'Fcourse now I ride along with 'em I got no natural rhythm But I go dancin' every night Hopin' one day I might get it right I'm a dancin' fool, I'm a Dancin' fool [etc.] I hear that beat; I jump outa my seat But I can't compete, 'cause I'm a Dancin' fool, I'm a Dancin' fool The disco folks all dressed up Like they's 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, I'm a Dancin' fool, I'm a Dancin' fool [etc.] The beat goes on And I'm so wrong The beat goes on And I'm so wrong The beat goes on 'n I'm so wrong [4x] I may be totally wrong but I'm a Dancin' fool, I'm a Dancin' fool Yowsa, yowsa, yowsa I got it all together now With my very own disco clothes, hey! My shirt's half open, t'show you my chains 'N the spoon for up my nose I am really somethin' That's what you'd prob'ly say So smoke your little smoke Drink your little drink While I dance the night away, I'm a Dancin' fool, I'm a Dancin' fool [etc., etc. ] He's a dancin' fool I may be totally wrong but I'm a [4x] FOOL-uh! Oh girl Say, darlin . . . can I buy ya a drinks? Are you lookin' for Monsieur Goodbar? Wait a minute . . . I've got it . . . You're an Italian! What! you're Jewish? No foolin' Love your nails . . . you must be a Libra . . Your place or mine?