I can't dress so I can't dance to disco   I can't move and I hate the way my feet go   I can't dress but she thinks I'm on the clothes show   Why can't she see?      It's so sad, she always sees the good side   Life sucks when you're living on the inside   She's so sweet and she covers me with honey   Why can't she see?      Disco, I can't dance to disco   Disco, white suits and gigolos      I'm a whore, paranoid and schizo   Hit the floor, chewing on the lino   I'm a mess, throw me like a yo-yo   Why can't you see?      Grill me in and squash me like a cockroach   Watch me sink down to [Incomprehensible]   I can't move and I hate the way my feet go   Why can't she see?      Disco, I can't dance to disco   Disco, white suits and gigolos   Disco, I can't dance to disco   Disco, white suits and gigolos      Oh, I hate those disco kings   Silk shirts and signet rings   Oh, I hate those greasy kings   Cuban heels and rubber skins      Disco, I can't dance to disco   Disco, white suits and gigolos   Disco, I can't dance to disco   Disco, white suits and gigolos      Disco, I can't dance to disco   Disco, white suits and gigolos      Can't dance to disco   I can't dance to disco   I can't dance to disco   Disco