Morning After the Night at the Disco Hotel

It's a Saturday night! Well, you know what that means You gotta boogie on down to the hottest new scene There's thirteen floors of pleasure you can pick more than one So grab yourself some disco biscuits it's time to have some fun Now everybody's bumping to get down to the floor To do their synchronized dance moves beneath that giant mirror ball The room fills with a sweaty musk as the people start to move They rub up against each other as they get into the groove The leisure suits and sequins are such a sight to see Everybody's gonna be there except for me It's the morning after the night at the disco hotel It was their groovy time now it's my personal hell It's the morning after the night at the disco hotel There's a small blood stain where that guy wearing the platform shoes fell Morning after the night at the disco hotel And there's one thing that I have to stress Someone's got to clean the mess And that someone is me