I Love To Dance
There I was after a couple of beers
On the dance floor with the crowd’s cheers
I was dancing a jig that was new and cool
But didn’t know my zip was open and out hung Peter O’toole
The crowd surrounded me and edged me on
While my bits were moving rhythmically to the song
And when I did the limbo
The eyes bulged on this bimbo
The song seemed to be long
But I kept on dancing strong
And when I was getting tired
The song ended with me in a back spin stopping with my legs open wide
The girls were hugging me and there were hugs all round
Till Glen, my imaginary friend said Sid look down
Me bits were hanging out, red and raw
From the continuous friction with the floor
I casually walked off the dance floor with my Guinness beer stout
That’s the last time I drank and ever went out
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