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