I told my baby maybe I could meet him down at the discoI could not believe my eyes, I saw him dancing with another girlI held my breath, I closed my eyes, and I shufled across the floorI looked at him, he looked at me like he had never seen my face beforedon't mention the disco to methat's where I lost my babydon't mention the disco to methat's where I lost my babyI couldn't speak 'causethere was lipstick on his cheeck it couldn't be deniedsome people laughed, some people sighedmy baby dissed me and so I criedI tried to run right for the door but then I tripped and flew across thefloorneedless to say you won't seeme at the disco anymore (chs)

 

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