Frank Zappa — Disco Boy Baby Snakes

Disco Boy Run to the toilet, honey Comb your 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 Made you think Someday That you Just might GO SOMEWHERE! Disco Girl! You’re 'out-a-site'! You need a Disco Boy To treat you right He'll do a little dance; Take you home tonight (Leave his hair alone But you can kiss his comb) Disco Boy! Run to the toilet honey Comb your hair Guy In The Audience: THEY STOLE MY POODLE FROM LAST . . Disco Boy! . . . more than three times 'n yer playin' with it (WOW!) While yer standin' there! Listen . . Disco Boy! Do the Bump every night, 'til the Disco Girl Who’s REALLY RIGHT Gonna fall for yer line ’N feed you a box fulla Chicken Delight! (That's right! And then when she feeds it to you You have to eat it!) Disco chit-chat; so demure! Pump that booty all across the floor! A disco drink A disco wink "You never go doody!" (That’s what you think) "You never go doody!" (That's what you think) "You never go doody!" (That's what you think) Doody You never go doody Doody You never go doody Disco Boy! You got one more chance To comb your hair again Disco Boy! They're closin’ the bar And she's leavin' with your friend! (That's right!) Disco Boy That's the way it goes So wipe your nose 'N try it again To get a little pussy tomorrow! Disco Boy No one understands But thank THE LORD That you still got hands To help you do that jerkin' that'll Blot out yer Disco Sorrow! (Jerk it!) It's Disco Love tonight Make sure you look all right It's Disco Love tonight Make sure you look all right (You look all right, you really do!)