Lord of the Pants

         

We danced on the earth beneath the stars,
We danced with flashing lights and monkey bars,
We danced in the mist from the fog machine;
No-one could see us, but it sure looked keen.

Chorus:
Dance, then, wherever you may be;
The fey and the pook and the daoine sidhe.
I'll outdance you all, wherever you may be,
For I wear tight leather pants, said he.

The Queen of Blondes was at the ball
When the evil Latin dancer came to call;
One was dark as the other was fair,
And they all danced together in their underwear.

Me & the boys were out one night
When we got into a pushy-shovey fight;
The other blokes didn't know fair play,
So we danced at each other till they went away.

With the help of a kid in a gold pants suit
Who couldn't figure out how to fix a lousy flute,
Although weakened by disco, the victor I shall be -
For I still wear tight leather pants, said he.