Lyrics:

When I Was A Young Man**lf**i Didn''t Like To Dance**lf**i Was Shy**lf**i''d Stand Against The Wall All Night**lf**i''d Never Take A Chance**lf**so Afraid**lf**i Wouldn''t Get On That Dance Floor**lf**unless I Was Really Drunk**lf**10 Shots**lf**but I Found A Place Where The Stars Hang Out**lf**and They Taught Me How To Funk**lf**real Nasty**lf**it Ain''t Too Far Away**lf**it''s Just On The Edge Of Town**lf**nearby**lf**but Be Ready When You Get There**lf**''cause These Folks Don''t Fuck Around**lf**you Can**lf**rub Your Belly With Liza Minelli**lf**covered In Jelly, You''re Gonna Rub Your Belly**lf**jiggle Your Droopy Balls With Singin'' Lou Rawis**lf**bounce Off The Walls, Then Jiggle Them Droopy Balls**lf**grind Your Hips With The Blond Guy From Chips**lf**lick Your Lips**lf**stroke It Clean With Martin Sheen**lf**it''s Fucking Obscene**lf**clench Your Ass-Cheeks Tight With Sexy Grandma Betty White**lf**you''ll See The Light When Your Sphincter''s Tight**lf**if You Don''t Know How To Move**lf**just Feel The Groove**lf**and Dance**lf**like You Just Shit Your Pants**lf**spin Like A Little Girl**lf**with Cross-Dressing Milton Berle**lf**just Give It A Whirl, Pretend You''re A Little Girl**lf**wave That Juicy Weeno With Legendary Al Pacino**lf**wave Your Weeno, Even More Obsceno**lf**knock Back A Drink With Colonel Klink**lf**piss In The Sink**lf**bounce Your Beef With Omar Sharif**lf**what A Relief**lf**ring The Disco Bell With Ice Cream Wizard Tommy Carvel**lf**tommy Carvel Gonna Make Your Dink Swell**lf**then Spew All Over The Room**lf**with Mr. Jeffry Goldblum**lf**and Dance**lf**like You Just Shit Your Pants**lf**mr. Belvedere**lf**fatty Fatty**lf**finger In His Own Rear**lf**bernard King**lf**basketball, Basketball**lf**showing Off His Ding-A-Ling**lf**swimming Mark Spitz**lf**moustache, Moustache**lf**playing With His Hairy Tits**lf**big Earl Weaver, Tommy Seaver**lf**both Of Them Got The Boogie Fever**lf**shit Your Pants**lf**you Can**lf**do The Hustle With Seven-Footer Billy Russell**lf**do The Fucking Hustle, Jerking Your Love Muscle**lf**shake Your Big, Round Ass With The Ghost Of Mama Cass**lf**blast From The Past, The Ghost Of Mama Cass**lf**dry-Hump The Floor With Mary Tyler-Moore**lf**pump It Sore**lf**squeeze Your Nipple Like Baldy Mr. Whipple**lf**drink Some Ripple**lf**give It A Hearty Whack With Tv Great Victor Tayback**lf**when You Give It A Whack, Don''t Hurt The Nut-Sack**lf**so If The Thought Of Grooving Is Bringing You Down**lf**come To The Funkiest Place In Town**lf**the Stars Will Show You How To Move**lf**and Dance**lf**like You Just Shit Your Pants