D.I.S.C.O. Songtext

von N-Trance

Ah yeah check it out. Gimme a D (D), gimme an I (I),
Gimme an S (S), gimme a C (C), gimme an O (Oooh)
D.I.S.C.O., D.I.S.C.O., D.I.S.C.O., D.I.S.C.O.

Once again here to prove
Who got styles and who got grooves
Who got rhythms that'll make ya move
So so rough but silky smooth.
Throw those hands high in the air
Disco charge that derriere. I don't care, you don't care
There's a party goin' on so let me make it clear
Woo haar hit that disco feel. Baby baby I'm for real
This roughnecks rockin' on the microphone
It's the roughneck you don't wanna leave alone
That's right from the waistline down
This might sound cold but pound for pound
From Dover sands to 'Frisco
The whole wide world is rockin' to disco

She is D, delirious. She is I, incredible
She is S, superficious. She is C, complicated.
She is Ohh-oh-ohh
She is D, desirable. She is I, irresistible
She is S, super sexy. She is C, such a cutie.
She is Ohh-oh-ohh
D.I.S.C.O., D.I.S.C.O., D.I.S.C.O., D.I.S.C.O.

Hell yeah late one friday night
Discotheque the vibe was right
Boy meets girl, girl meets guy.
Guy thinks girl is looking fly
Staring this baby right between the eyes
Lays it on she says "Hi"
Girl wants more but she's shy.
Guy be thinking girl is dry
Play it cool what the heck,
Hickies up and down and around my neck
But I'm waitin' for a smoothie
And I'm feelin' kind a groovy.
Then she says: "Let's break out and get a take out
Round my way and we can make out".
You how it's about to go
The whole wide world is in tune to my disco.
She is D, disastrous. She is I, impossible
She is S, super special. She is C, crazy crazy.
She is Ohh-oh-ohh
She is D, delightful. She is I, incredible
She is S, sensational. She is C, sweet as candy.
She is Ohh-oh-ohh

Ah yeah check it out. Gimme a D (D), gimme an I (I),
Gimme an S (S), gimme a C (C), gimme an O (Ooooh)
Back up in ya face to make the party
Wild we pulls another ace
In case you cannot comprehend
N-Trance and the killer whale be droppin' bombs again
It's amazin' how we do the funked up flavour
From my barbecue big poppy on the solo
The whole wide world be rockin' with my disco.
D.I.S.C.O., D.I.S.C.O., D.I.S.C.O., D.I.S.C.O