Lyrics:

Friday night is bath night
This is what they say:
'We're gonna dig that groove, we've waited all day!'
They wear trendy trousers
With belts a mile too long
We are gonna catch, the bus into the town
We're gonna boogie on down!
Dig that groove! Eh eh!
Dig that groove! Eh eh!
Dig that groove! Eh heh heh heh doo doo!
Dig that groove! Eh eh!
Dig that groove! Eh eh!
Dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig digadigadigadigadig
That groove baby, hoo hoo!
There they go again
Covered in Old Spice
They think they will get the girls
'Cause they smell nice!
They all call me riff-raff
'Cause I wear a crombie
I couldn't stand it
Being just like them.
They all look like puffs, not men!
Dig that groove! Eh eh!
Dig that groove! Eh eh!
Dig that groove! Eh heh heh heh doo doo!
Dig that groove! Eh eh!
Dig that groove! Eh eh!
Dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig digadigadigadigadig
That groove baby, hoo hoo!
Dig that groove, baby!
See that trendy there?
She used to be a punk.
Now she's off to the disco
to listen to junk.
Her boyfriend was a skinhead
He used to shout 'oi oi!'
'Play that funky music'
That's what they say now.
Come with me
And I'll show you how!
Dig that groove! Eh eh!
Dig that groove! Eh eh!
Dig that groove! Eh heh heh heh doo doo!
Dig that groove! Eh eh!
Dig that groove! Eh eh!
Dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig digadigadigadigadig-hoo!
A-Dig that groove! Eh eh!
Dig that groove! Eh eh!
Dig that groove! Eh heh heh doo doo!
Dig that groove! Eh eh!
Dig that groove! Eh eh!
Dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig digadigadigadigadig
That groove baby!