Testo D.I.S.C.O. N-Trance

D.I.S.C.O.

Ah yeah check it out.
Gimme a D (D), gimme an I (I), Gimme an S (S), gimme a C (C), gimme an O (Oooh) D.I.S.C.O., D.I.S.C.O., D.I.S.C.O., D.I.S.C.O.
Once again here to prove Who got styles and who got grooves Who got rhythms that'll make ya move So so rough but silky smooth.
Throw those hands high in the air Disco charge that derriere.
I don't care, you don't care There's a party goin' on so let me make it clear Woo haar hit that disco feel.
Baby baby I'm for real This roughnecks rockin' on the microphone It's the roughneck you don't wanna leave alone That's right from the waistline down This might sound cold but pound for pound From Dover sands to 'Frisco The whole wide world is rockin' to disco She is D, delirious.
She is I, incredible She is S, superficious.
She is C, complicated.
She is Ohh-oh-ohh She is D, desirable.
She is I, irresistible She is S, super sexy.
She is C, such a cutie.
She is Ohh-oh-ohh D.I.S.C.O., D.I.S.C.O., D.I.S.C.O., D.I.S.C.O.
Hell yeah late one friday night Discotheque the vibe was right Boy meets girl, girl meets guy.
Guy thinks girl is looking fly Staring this baby right between the eyes Lays it on she says "Hi" Girl wants more but she's shy.
Guy be thinking girl is dry Play it cool what the heck, Hickies up and down and around my neck But I'm waitin' for a smoothie And I'm feelin' kind a groovy.
Then she says: "Let's break out and get a take out Round my way and we can make out".
You how it's about to go The whole wide world is in tune to my disco.
She is D, disastrous.
She is I, impossible She is S, super special.
She is C, crazy crazy.
She is Ohh-oh-ohh She is D, delightful.
She is I, incredible She is S, sensational.
She is C, sweet as candy.
She is Ohh-oh-ohh Ah yeah check it out.
Gimme a D (D), gimme an I (I), Gimme an S (S), gimme a C (C), gimme an O (Ooooh) Back up in ya face to make the party Wild we pulls another ace In case you cannot comprehend N-Trance and the killer whale be droppin' bombs again It's amazin' how we do the funked up flavour From my barbecue big poppy on the solo The whole wide world be rockin' with my disco.
D.I.S.C.O., D.I.S.C.O., D.I.S.C.O., D.I.S.C.O