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Oh, oh
Oh, he-ey
He likes his cherries when they’re maraschino
He likes his movies when they're Tarantino, yeah
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-ooh
We got drunk, I don’t regret it
Ooh-ooh
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, wo-oh-oh-oh (Yeah)
Always dressed in black tie with white guys, wo oh-oh-oh (Uh)
Naked in the sunshine, to tan lines, oh-oh-oh-oh (Yeah) (Ey!)
And he’s wasted all his money, but he's never been a waste of time
Oh, 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
Yeah, he get it, yeah, he get it (Ooh-ooh), uh
Ooh-ooh
We got drunk, I don’t regret it
Ooh-ooh
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 he meet me at the disco, disco man
Buh-duh, we on fire
Buh-duh, we on fire
Buh-duh, we on fire
Buh-duh, we on fire
Buh-duh, we on fire
Buh-duh, we on fire
(Buh-duh, buh-duh, ey)
Buh-duh, we on fire
(We on fire, fire)
Buh-duh, we on fire
Buh-duh, we on fire
Buh-duh, we on fire
Buh-duh, we on fire
Buh-duh, we on fire
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
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