D.I.S.C.O. - San Frandisco Mix
Ah yeah check it out gimme a D (D), gimme an I (I), gimme an S (S), gimme a C (C), gimme an O (Ooooooooooooh)
D.I.S.CO, D.I.S.C.O, D.I.S.C.O, D.I.S.C.O.
Once again here to prove who got styles and who got grooves,
who got rhythms that'll make ya move so so rough but silky smooth.
Throw those hands high in the air, disco charge that derriere,
I don't care you don't care there's a party goin' on so let me make it clear,
woo haar hit that disco feel baby baby I'm for real, this roughnecks rockin
on the microphone it's the roughneck you don't wanna leave alone,
thats right from the waistline down this might sound cold but pound
for pound from Dover sands to 'Frisco the whole wide world is rockin' to disco
She is D, delirious
She is I, incredible
She is S, superficious
She is C, complicated
She is Ohh-oh-ohh
She is D, desirable
She is I, irresistible
She is S, super sexy
She is C, such a cutie
She is Ohh-oh-ohh
D.I.S.C.O, D.I.S.C.O, D.I.S.C.O, D.I.S.C.O.
Hell yeah late one friday night discotheque the vibe was right boy
meets girl, girl meets guy, guy thinks girl is looking fly, staring
this baby right between the eyes lays it on she says high girl wants
more but she's shy guy be thinking girl is dry play it cool what the
heck hickies up and down and around my neck but I'm waitin' for a
smoothie and I'm feelin' kind a groovy. Then she says lets break out
and get a take out round my way and we can make out you how it's
about to go, the whole wide world is in tune to my disco.
She is D, disastrous
She is I, impossible
She is S, super special
She is C, crazy crazy
She is Ohh-oh-ohh
She is D, delightful
She is I, incredible
She is S, sensational
She is C, sweet as candy
She is Ohh-oh-ohh
Ah yeah check it out gimme a D (D), gimme an I (I), gimme an S (S), gimme a C (C), gimme an O (Ooooooooooooh)
Back up in ya face to make the party wild we pulls another ace in
case you cannot comprehend n-trance and the killer whale be droppin'
bombs again it's amazin' how we do the funked up flavour from my
barbecue big poppy on the solo the whole wide world be rockin' with my disco.
D.I.S.CO, D.I.S.C.O, D.I.S.C.O, D.I.S.C.O.
D.I.S.CO, D.I.S.C.O, D.I.S.C.O, D.I.S.C.O.
D.I.S.CO, D.I.S.C.O, D.I.S.C.O, D.I.S.C.O.
Once again here to prove who got styles and who got grooves,
who got rhythms that'll make ya move so so rough but silky smooth.
Throw those hands high in the air, disco charge that derriere,
I don't care you don't care there's a party goin' on so let me make it clear,
woo haar hit that disco feel baby baby I'm for real, this roughnecks rockin
on the microphone it's the roughneck you don't wanna leave alone,
thats right from the waistline down this might sound cold but pound
for pound from Dover sands to 'Frisco the whole wide world is rockin' to disco
She is D, delirious
She is I, incredible
She is S, superficious
She is C, complicated
She is Ohh-oh-ohh
She is D, desirable
She is I, irresistible
She is S, super sexy
She is C, such a cutie
She is Ohh-oh-ohh
D.I.S.C.O, D.I.S.C.O, D.I.S.C.O, D.I.S.C.O.
Hell yeah late one friday night discotheque the vibe was right boy
meets girl, girl meets guy, guy thinks girl is looking fly, staring
this baby right between the eyes lays it on she says high girl wants
more but she's shy guy be thinking girl is dry play it cool what the
heck hickies up and down and around my neck but I'm waitin' for a
smoothie and I'm feelin' kind a groovy. Then she says lets break out
and get a take out round my way and we can make out you how it's
about to go, the whole wide world is in tune to my disco.
She is D, disastrous
She is I, impossible
She is S, super special
She is C, crazy crazy
She is Ohh-oh-ohh
She is D, delightful
She is I, incredible
She is S, sensational
She is C, sweet as candy
She is Ohh-oh-ohh
Ah yeah check it out gimme a D (D), gimme an I (I), gimme an S (S), gimme a C (C), gimme an O (Ooooooooooooh)
Back up in ya face to make the party wild we pulls another ace in
case you cannot comprehend n-trance and the killer whale be droppin'
bombs again it's amazin' how we do the funked up flavour from my
barbecue big poppy on the solo the whole wide world be rockin' with my disco.
D.I.S.CO, D.I.S.C.O, D.I.S.C.O, D.I.S.C.O.
D.I.S.CO, D.I.S.C.O, D.I.S.C.O, D.I.S.C.O.
Credits
Writer(s): Jean Joseph Kluger, Ricky Lyte, Daniel Vangarde
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