Disco Boy - Live

Disco boy
Run to toilet and comb your hair
Disco boy
Pucker your lips, and check your shoulders
'Cause some dandruff might be hiding there
Disco boy, your the disco king
Aw the disco thing made you think someday
That you just might go somewhere
Disco girl, you're outta sight
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 (and play doctor)
Disco boy
Run to toilet and comb your hair
Disco boy
Shake it more than three times
And you're playing with it while you're standing there
Disco boy, do the bump every night, 'til the disco girl
Who's really right, gonna fall for your line
And feed you a box full of chicken delight (oh hit it up now)
Disco chit-chat so demure
Pump that booty all across the floor
A disco drink, a disco wink
You never go duty that's what you think
You never go duty that's what you think
You never go duty that's what you think
Duty
Go duty
Duty
Go duty

(Oh so rock)
Disco boy
You got one more chance, to comb your hair again
Disco boy
They're closing the bar, and she's leaving with your friend
Disco boy, that's the way it goes, so wipe your nose
And 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 your disco sorrow (jerkin')
It's disco love tonight
Make sure you look alright
It's disco love tonight
Make sure you look alright
Looking alright tonight is Patrick O'Hearn on bass
Tommy Mars on keyboards
Adrian Belew on guitar
Little, skinny Terry Bozzio on drums
Peter Wolf on keyboards
Ed Mann on percussion