Dancing Fool Songtext
von Frank Zappa

I don′t know much about dancing
That's why I got this song
One of my legs is shorter than the other and both my feet′s too long
'Cause now right along with 'em
I got no natural rhythm
But I go dancing every night
Hoping one day I might get it right

I′m a dancing fool
Dancing fool
I′m a dancing fool
Dancing fool

I hear that beat, I jump outta my seat
But I can't compete
′Cause I'm a dancing fool (dancing fool)
Dancing fool


The disco folks all dressed up
Like they fit to kill
I walk on in and 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 dancing fool (dancing fool)
Dancing fool
I'm a dancing fool (dancing fool)
Dancing fool

The beat goes on and I'm so wrong
The beat goes on and I′m so wrong
The beat goes on and I′m so wrong

The beat goes on and I'm so wrong
The beat goes on and I′m so wrong
The beat goes on and I'm so wrong
The beat goes on and I′m so wrong
I may be totally wrong, but I'm a, dancing fool
I may be totally wrong, but I′m a, dancing fool


Yalsa, yalsa, yalsa
I've got it all together now
With my very own disco clothes, hey
My shirt's half open, to show you my chain
And the spoon for up my nose
I am a really something
That′s what you′d probably say
So smoke your little smoke
Drink your little drink
While I dance the night away

I'm a dancing fool
I′m a dancing fool
I'm a dancing fool
I′m a dancing fool
He's a, dancing fool

I may be totally wrong but I′m a...
I may be totally wrong but I'm a...
I may be totally wrong but I'm a...
I may be totally wrong but I′m a fool, yeah

Hey, darling, can I buy ya a couple of drinks, hmm?
Lookin′ for Mr. Goodbar? Here he is
Wait a minute, I've got it, you′re an Italian
Huh? You're Jewish?
Love your nails
You must be a Libra
Your place or mine?
He-he-he yeah