FZ: The name of this song is Dancin' Fool. One Two Three Four

I don't know much about dancin'
That's why I got this song
One of my legs is shorter than the other
'N both my feet's too long
'F course now I ride along with 'em
I got no natural rhythm
But I go dancin' every night
Hopin' one day I might get it right
I'm a dancin' fool, I'm a
Dancin' fool
[etc.]

I hear that beat; I jump outa my seat
But I can't compete, 'cause I'm a
Dancin' fool, I'm a
Dancin' fool

The disco folks all dressed up
Like they's fit to kill
I walk on in 'n see 'em there
Gonna give them all a thrill
When they see me comin'
They all steps aside
They has a fit while I commit
My social suicide, I'm a
Dancin' fool, I'm a
Dancin' fool
[etc.]
The beat goes on and I'm so wrong [6x]
I may be totally wrong but I'm a
Dancin' fool
I may be totally wrong but I'm a
Dancin' fool

Yowsa, yowsa, yowsa

I got it all together now
With my very own disco clothes, hey!
My shirt's half open, t'show you my chains
And the spoon for up my nose
I am really somethin'
That's what you'd prob'ly say
So smoke your little smoke
Drink your little drink
While I dance the night away, I'm a
Dancin' fool, I'm a
Dancin' fool
[etc.]

He's a dancing fool
I may be totally wrong but I'm a
I may be totally wrong but I'm a
I may be totally wrong but I'm a
FOOL-uh!
Say, darlin . . . can I buy ya a drinks?
Hihihahahaaa
Wait a minute . . . I've got it . . . You're an Italian!
Hah?
Yer Jewish?
Oh, love your nails . . . you must be a Libra . .
Your place or mine?