Don’t Diss the Disco Songtext
von International Teachers of Pop
Don’t Diss the Disco Songtext
Blink once for yes
Blink twice for no
My eyes are the light
Your heart′s the show
Suck up your fantasy, try to believe
In a whole world of shit that you'll never achieve
And you′re living your day in an innocent way
'Cause your heart is a disco ball waiting to say, oh
Don't diss the disco
Don′t diss the disco, boy
Don′t diss the disco
Don't diss the disco, boy
Enter my mouth
Slip down my tongue
Fall in my arms
Breathe through my lungs
Ride through my veins
Down to my feet
Move me around
Your heart′s my beat
Suck up your fantasy, try to believe
In a whole world of shit that you'll never achieve
And you′re living your day in an innocent way
'Cause your heart is a disco ball waiting to say, oh
Don′t diss the disco
Don't diss the disco, boy
Don't diss the disco
Don′t diss the disco, boy
Don′t diss the disco
Don't diss the disco, boy
Don′t diss the disco
Don't diss the disco, boy
Oscillate me right round, baby
Oscillate me right round, baby
Oscillate me right round, baby
Oscillate me right round, baby
White horse, carry me to
Grace Jones, take me to the
Place no one′s watching
And the best cream a cropping, oh
Don't diss the disco
Don′t diss the disco, boy
Don't diss the disco
Don't diss the disco, boy
Don′t diss the disco
Don′t diss the disco, boy
Don't diss the disco
Don′t diss the disco, boy
Blink twice for no
My eyes are the light
Your heart′s the show
Suck up your fantasy, try to believe
In a whole world of shit that you'll never achieve
And you′re living your day in an innocent way
'Cause your heart is a disco ball waiting to say, oh
Don't diss the disco
Don′t diss the disco, boy
Don′t diss the disco
Don't diss the disco, boy
Enter my mouth
Slip down my tongue
Fall in my arms
Breathe through my lungs
Ride through my veins
Down to my feet
Move me around
Your heart′s my beat
Suck up your fantasy, try to believe
In a whole world of shit that you'll never achieve
And you′re living your day in an innocent way
'Cause your heart is a disco ball waiting to say, oh
Don′t diss the disco
Don't diss the disco, boy
Don't diss the disco
Don′t diss the disco, boy
Don′t diss the disco
Don't diss the disco, boy
Don′t diss the disco
Don't diss the disco, boy
Oscillate me right round, baby
Oscillate me right round, baby
Oscillate me right round, baby
Oscillate me right round, baby
White horse, carry me to
Grace Jones, take me to the
Place no one′s watching
And the best cream a cropping, oh
Don't diss the disco
Don′t diss the disco, boy
Don't diss the disco
Don't diss the disco, boy
Don′t diss the disco
Don′t diss the disco, boy
Don't diss the disco
Don′t diss the disco, boy
Writer(s): Dean Thomas Honer, Adrian Flanagan, Leonore Anna Elizabeth Wheatley Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com