Bebede

I walked down to the disco
On that saturday night
You know, you really looked good
You know I felt so right

We walked to that disco
On that Saturday night
You know I really looked good
You know I felt so RGHT!

Disco, baby Disco
When you're dying in your bed
Disco, baby Disco
When you're crying in your head
Disco , baby Disco
You don't know rock and roll
Disco, baby Disco
Is gonna satisfy your soul ... Yeah !

Well I don't know now, but I've been told
The streets of heaven are lined with gold
I don't know but I've been told
the streets of heaven are lined with gold
I wonder if it can get much worse
If the Russians get up there first? Eh? Ha, Ha !
Disco, baby Disco

Do it when you're down
Disco ,baby Disco
Do it upside down
Disco, baby Disco
Writing in your bed
Disco, baby Disco
You,re dancing on your head