Do You Think I'm Disco? Lyrics

What's happening, baby

How the heck are you

My name is Tony

Would you care to dance

No, hey, calm down

Let me get you another Pina Colada

I mean what did we join this

Exclusive disco club for anyway

You know, I mean it costs

A hundred dollars to join

And we're supposed to dance

Don't you like my

White three piece suit

My gold coke spoon

Gold razor blade and

Gold Italian snaggletooth, you know

Come on, please dance with me

I wear tight pants

I always stuff a sock in

It always makes the ladies

Start to talking

My shirt is open

I never use the buttons

Though I look hip

I work for E.F.Hutton

Do you think I'm disco

Cause I spend so much time

Blow drying out my hair

Do you think I'm disco

Cause I know the dance steps

Learned em all at Fred Astaire

Look, I know

You don't wanna dance

Cause, like, there's

A lot of creeps in here

Always hitting up on you

Let me tell you something

I'm not a creep

I mean, look at the way

I am dressed, sweetheart

Look at my hair, it's perfect

I saw Saturday Night Fever

Eighty-seven times

Please dance with me

Some people call me scum

Cause I don't have

A realistic set of values

And you know what

I'm beginning to maybe

Think they're right
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Hey, where are you going

Wait a second, listen

Let's skip the dancing

Come back here and let's

Just go to my place

Do I live on the beach, no

I live in my car

I have a 280z

No, wait, where are you going

Let me have your phone number

Hey, come back, what do you mean

You don't have a phone

Let me have your address

I'll stop by and visit you

What do you mean

You don't live anywhere

I like to dance with

Girls in sleazy dresses

Lipstick, nail charms

And makeup in excesses

Buy them a drink

And try and get their number

Usually, they are as

Cold as a cucumber

Do you think I'm disco

Am I superficial

Looking hip's my only goal

Do you think I'm disco

Maybe it's not too late

To get into rock and roll

Rock and roll

I'll tell you something

I have never been happier

Now that I'm into

This rock and roll thing

I sold my white three piece suit

At a garage sale last weekend

Made twenty-five dollars

Got rid of my 280z

Picked myself up a

Beat up old '69 Dart

Melted down all my gold jewelry

Into a Led Zeppelin belt buckle

I mean, things are happening

Boy, it's so easy to be led astray

By all those pictures of

Margaret Trudeau in People magazine

Making you think you're supposed

To get into disco

I was a teenage disco duck