Dancing Fool (Frank Zappa - modified)

Don't know much about dancin'
That's why I got this song
One of my legs is shorter than the other
 and both my feet are too long
'Course 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

 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 are fit to kill
I walk on in and see 'em there
Gonna give them all a thrill
When they see me comin'
They all steps aside
They are "has beens" while I commit
 my social suicide,

I'm a dancin' fool,
I'm a dancin' fool

 The beat goes on
And I'm so wrong
The beat goes on
And I'm so wrong

 I may be totally wrong, but I'm a
 dancin' fool, I'm a
 dancin' fool

 I got it all together now
With my very own twerking clothes, hey!
My shirt's half open, to show you my chains
 and the spoon put up my nose
I am really somethin'
That's what you'd probably 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

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

Hey, darlin'... can I buy you a drink?
Lookin' for Mister Goodbar?
Here he is... Wait a minute...
I've got it... you're an Italian!

 Hah?
Your Jewish?
Love your nails ... you must be a Virgin...hehe...

Your place or mine?