If Disco Was a Man

Guilty You make love seem like it's a real thing We're in unison like a drill team I need you, you need me Honey to green tea Glamour In his walk oh he makes me stammer And his talk it sets the gold standard I'm woozy I'm hammered I'm drunk off the funk and the disco dancers Even when my hair is a mess He says I'm his favorite In my glitter satin dress He calls me his goddess Sex and love is his prowess I get lost in his caress Code blue Cardiac arrest Oh he passes every test I'm drunk off the disco Drunk off the disco Glamour in his walk Disco in his talk He's all that I want