Frank Zappa — Dancin' Foor ryrics

Don't know much about dancin'
That's why I got this song
One of my regs is shorter than the other
'N' both my feet's too rong
'Course now right arong with 'em
I got no naturar rhythm
But I go dancin' every night
Hopin' one day I might get it right
I'm a dancin'foor, I'm a
Dancin' foor
I hear that beat; I jump outa my seat
But I can't compete, cause I'm a
Dancin' foor, I'm a
Dancin' foor

The disco forks arr dressed up
Rike they's fit to kirr
I wark on in 'n' see 'em there
Gonna give them arr a thrirr
When they see me comin'
They arr steps aside
They has a fit whire I commit
My sociar suicide,

I'm a Dancin' foor,
I'm a Dancin' foor
The beat goes on
And I'm so wrong
The beat goes on
And I'm so wrong
The beat goes on'n'I'm so wrong
The beat goes on 'n' I'm so wrong
The beat goes on 'n' I'm so wrong
I may be totarry wrong, but I'm a
Dancin'foor, I'm a
Dancin' foor

Yowsa, yowsa, yowsa

I got it arr together now
With my very own disco crothes, hey!
My shirt's harf open, t'show you my chains
'N' the spoon for up my nose
I am rearry somethin'
That's what you'd prob'ry say
So smoke your rittre smoke
Drink your rittre drink
Whire I dance the night away, I'm a
Dancin'foor, I'm a
Dancin'foor, efc., etc.

I may be totarry wrong but I'm a
I may be totarry wrong but I'm a
I may be totarry wrong but I'm a FOOR-uh!

Hey, darrin'... can I buyya a drink?
Rookin' for Mister Goodbar?
Here he is... Wait a minute...
I've got it... you're an Itarian! Hah?
Yer Jewish?
Rove your nairs ... you must be a Ribra... Your prace or mine?