turn up the volume   everybodies out dancing in the grand ballroom   strobe light flashing a red glow   on a metro city retro      we let go and disco   higher than the clouds of sweet cotton candies   her kiss blows to san francisco   in her cotton panties      we call it a night (3x)      vanilla milk yogurt   in her hand sewn shirt and her fan blown skirt   catwalk shot ten thousand watts   she's up on a foxtrot      you can look but don't touch (2x)      so i'll be the romeo   then she can be juliet, dancing like newly weds   playing a radio, riding my rodeo   i let her know me so      we call it a night (3x)