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Disco foo Yea! I work out everyday. 'You sexy!' Yeah, that's what they say. I eat right and stay committed. 'You lost 30 pounds!' Yeah, they say I did it. Look, now I don't care what you think I'm a do my thing tonight I came to dance, came to drink Living that disco life I burned about thousand cal Dancing, moving, shaking, grooving, So fuck what my trainers say. I'm gonna get a hot dog (after this club) I'm gonna get a hot dog (after this club) I'm gonna get a hot dog (after this club) I'm gonna get a hot dog (after this club) Street meat! Yeah, that's what they call it. And lately I've become a dog-alcoholic. Now some vendors be real and some be faking. What? You ain't got no bacon Now I don't care what you say I want my money back You ain't got no onions Got no peppers, and the dog ain't bacon wrapped. Now to get to right I gotta go and search the boulevard 'Cause 9 to 5 they own the floor I work too goddamn hard I'm gonna get a hot dog (after this club) I'm gonna get a hot dog (after this club) I'm gonna get a hot dog (after this club) I'm gonna get a hot dog (after this club) Street meat!
Writer(s): Stefan Kendal Gordy, Erin Beck Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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