Lyrics
When i m a moving, i can mashed potato Terrorvision, sliding down the bar he s always falling
do you like it like this
Sliding down the bar he s always falling, he s in your hair
And i m a moving, straight out of the seventies to straight out of place, a terrible reality of disco race
I can mashed potato, i m a grooving
And he s a discotheque wreck, he s in your pocket
I m a grooving, and he s a discotheque wreck Discotheque, with his sports keyring jangling he s everywhere
He s in your hair, when i m a moving, and i m a moving
I m a grooving, he s in your sight Discotheque, straight out of the seventies to straight out of place
Every night he s on your case, he s in your face, opens toothless grin and then he s crawling
a terrible reality of disco race
And i m a smooching, i m a grooving, every night he s on your case
a terrible reality of disco race
With his one good eye he winks at what he thinks is girls, and he s a discotheque wreck
he s in the bar
opens toothless grin and then he s crawling
and he s a discotheque wreck
do you like it like this
And i m a smooching, tell me baby Wreck, and i m a moving
he s in your view
A terrible reality of disco race, he s in your sight
sliding down the bar he s always falling
i m a grooving
Opens toothless grin and then he s crawling, i m a grooving Wreck, sliding down the bar he s always falling
I m a grooving, i m a grooving Wreck, a terrible reality of disco race
He s in your hair, do you like it like this
And i m a smooching, he s in your face
Every night he s on your case, i m a grooving, his collars turned up high he s on top of the world
He s a superfly guy without a superfly rocket, every night he s on your case, i m a moving
When i m a moving, i m a grooving
I can do the twist, straight out of the seventies to straight out of place
With his one good eye he winks at what he thinks is girls, do you like it like this, his collars turned up high he s on top of the world
Do you like it like this, do you like it like this
He s in your sight, he s a superfly guy without a superfly rocket
And i m a moving, he s in the bar
I m a grooving, i can mashed potato
He s in your view, i can do the twist, his collars turned up high he s on top of the world
sliding down the bar he s always falling
Straight out of the seventies to straight out of place, he s in your view
opens toothless grin and then he s crawling
i can do the twist
I m a grooving, a terrible reality of disco race Discotheque, i m a grooving
Tell me baby, his collars turned up high he s on top of the world Discotheque, i can mashed potato
And he s a discotheque wreck, his collars turned up high he s on top of the world
He s in your sight, he s in your view
he s in your hair
He s in the bar, he s a superfly guy without a superfly rocket
His collars turned up high he s on top of the world, his collars turned up high he s on top of the world Wreck, i m a grooving
And he s a discotheque wreck, i can mashed potato, a terrible reality of disco race
And he s a discotheque wreck, he s in your sight