Disco Man Songtext
von Remi Wolf

Oh, oh
Oh, hey

He likes his cherries when they′re maraschino
He likes his movies when they're Tarantino
He never stops, he′s always ready to go
Gas station glasses on his way to Rio

And yeah, he get it, yeah, he get it, uh, ooh-hoo
And we got drunk, I don't regret it, ooh-hoo

Said that he's a disco man, and he′s got a lot of fiscal plans
And I told him he could kiss my hand if you meet me at the disco, disco
Said that he′s a disco man, and he's got a lot of fiscal plans
And I told him he could kiss my hand if you meet me at the disco, disco man

And he′s never tongue-tied, he's alright, whoa-oh-oh-oh, yeah
Always dressed in black tie′ with white guys, oh-oh-oh-oh, uh
Naked in the sunshine, my tan lines out, oh-oh-oh-oh, yeah, ayy
And he's wasted all his money, but he′s never been a waste of time, whoa-oh


Said that he's a disco man, and he's got a lot of fiscal plans
And I told him he could kiss my hand if you meet me at the disco, disco
Said that he′s a disco man, and he′s got a lot of fiscal plans
And I told him he could kiss my hand if you meet me at the disco, disco man

And, yeah, he get it, yeah, he get it, ooh-hoo
We got drunk, I don't regret it, ooh-hoo

Said that he′s a disco man, and he's got a lot of fiscal plans
And I told him he could kiss my hand if you meet me at the disco, disco
Said that he′s a disco man, and he's got a lot of fiscal plans
And I told him he could kiss my hand (oh-oh-oh), if he meet me at the disco, disco man

(Buh-duh, we on fire)
(Buh-duh, we on fire) fire!
(Buh-duh, we on fire) disco, disco man
(Straight up, we on fire)
(Buh-duh, we on fire)
(Buh-duh, we on fire) fire
(Buh-duh, we on fire) buh-duh, ayy, we on fire
(Straight up, we on fire)
(Buh-duh, we on fire)
(Buh-duh, we on fire)
(Straight up, we on fire)
(Buh-duh, we on fire)


Disco man (how could you? How could you, could you, could you, could you?)
And he′s got a lot of fiscal plans
And I told him he could kiss my hand, if you meet me at the disco, disco man