Met her on a Friday afternoon
In a neon dayglo pink chiffon satin room
She never looks back
She always looked good dressed in black
Oh, you're so special
Oh, who gives a...?
Do you want to play?
She lived beneath the disco discount store
With pictures of Randy Newman
Scattered all across the floor
I said 'This place looks sort of desolate'
She said 'Are you only half alive or
Have you always been this inarticulate?'
Don't think too hard, don't think too fast
Don't ever give away what you can't take back
Don't try and understand what you can't comprehend
Underneath the disco neon daylight chandelier
Disco deity of the chivalry